The Slaughter Demon Lord hoped to hear this, but Yan Qingzheng did not reply to him for a long time.
So he walked aside in disappointment and leaned against the stone wall. Suddenly he felt weak all over and slid down the stone wall and fell to the ground.
He lost his mind again.
Rong Che glanced at him, looked at his wife thoughtfully, and asked silently.
"Qing'er, is it difficult to create a teleportation array to the demon world?" He was a complete layman in this area, so he could only ask this question.
"Of course it's difficult, but that's not why I don't answer."
"Why is that?"
"No matter how difficult it is, I can study it. What's more, there are many space cracks in our world that lead to the demon world. It doesn't take much effort to study the teleportation array that leads to the fairy world. But even so, it takes a lot of energy.
There are supplies, but the most important thing is that it takes a lot of time, and this time cannot be determined. It may be one year or ten years, there is no guarantee, but does the Demon Lord have that long? "
Rong Che also knew that there was only a short time left to slay the Demon Lord, so what could he do if he couldn't catch up? Wouldn't it be even more miserable if he couldn't catch up?
At this time, the corner of Demon Lord's mouth raised a wry smile.
Although the conversation between Yan Qingzheng and Yan Qingzheng was through sound transmission, who was the Demon Lord? He had already heard the sound transmission between them.
These words were so straightforward that he could not take any chances.
He had always been relying on the breath that was hard to swallow, but now it seemed that the breath had turned into a ton of boulders pressing on his heart. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but there was no blood to vomit. You can't say it was miserable.
tragic!
Then Yan Qingzheng continued to devote himself to research. At this time, Emperor Miao had sent people to deliver a large amount of materials, telling Yan Qingzheng to go ahead and try it.
Rong Che walked up to the Demon Lord and looked at the Demon Lord who was depressed as if he had no soul. After all, he couldn't bear it and said: "Demon Lord, go out for a walk?"
The Demon Lord slowly raised his head and looked at Rong Che, the stern look in his eyes flashed away. Even now, he didn't want anyone to show him any pity.
Fortunately, Rong Che only had his usual blank face. The Demon Lord thought for a moment, then stood up and walked out silently.
The two of them sat down on the top of the mountain where the Five Elements Cave is located. It was actually higher than the mountain where the Miaohuang Cave was located, so the two of them quietly overlooked the entire Miao realm.
"Demon Lord, tell me about your son." Rong Che spoke after a while.
"Why, considering that I am about to die and will never be able to return to the Demon Realm in this life, you want to give me a false hope and promise that I will take care of him for me?" The Demon Lord snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "No need! Don't give this to me.
What kind of trick are you doing to entrust an orphan!"
Rong Che paused and then said: "If the Demon Lord doesn't need it, then I won't ask."
The Demon Lord snorted arrogantly, but slowly, his expression became hesitant.
Even the Slaughter Demon Lord couldn't completely abandon the feeling of licking the calf. After all, he still missed his son.
"His name is Han Jiang. Unlike me, he has a pair of brown eyes."
The Slaughter Demon Lord murmured softly, as if at this moment he could finally release his emotions as a father.
"His mother is the third palace lord of Hanjing Palace, and his appearance and talent have all followed his mother's... It's good, so that no one will know that he is my son, so if I suddenly leave, he will not
It’s dangerous.”
"I only met him once when he awakened the demon fetus at the age of 100. After all these years, I don't know how far he has grown."
The Slaughter Demon Lord rambled on about a lot of things, but he had only a handful of contacts with Han Jiang, and even only occasionally secretly interacted with his mother, so he knew very little about his son.
"If you meet Han Jiang one day, if it's okay, just help him. You don't have to tell him about me. Just think that I really died a hundred thousand years ago."
The Slaughter Demon Lord still said such an instruction, and Rong Che nodded slightly.
Perhaps because he had been hiding in Rong Che’s Consciousness Sea for decades, the Slaughter Demon Lord only trusted Rong Che in this world. No one in the demon world knew that he had a son with the third master of the Hanjing Palace.
But he was willing to tell Rong Che, which was the greatest trust in him, because if he didn't believe in Rong Che's character, he would rather keep this secret until his death than reveal it to anyone else.
After that, the two of them sat quietly, and no one said anything.
Rong Che was also thinking about himself and Yan Qingzheng. They had never thought about having children for so many years. When the late emperor was still alive, he had forced them because of this matter, but they were domineering and refused to comment.
Thoughts.
But it's not that Rong Che doesn't want children, he is just afraid that a similar situation like killing the Demon Lord will happen.
Although I am not worried about life and death, I am worried about the sorrow of being separated from two worlds.
Now it seems that the two people made the right choice.
At least at this moment, Rong Che thought so.
When night came in the Miao territory, the Demon Lord of Slaughter finally spoke again.
"I will pass on all my skills to you."
Rong Che was shocked, but shook his head and said: "No need."
But the Slaughter Demon Lord smiled: "I know you don't want it!"
Rong Che had a tigerish face, was he making fun of himself?
The Demon Lord said meaningfully: "Do you think that I am someone who doesn't understand your little love? Yes, I don't understand that bullshit love, but I know that it is better to prevent my woman from having to work so hard.
What a real man should do."
Rong Che suddenly looked back at him, his eyes still firm, but his heart quietly moved.
He wants to rely on his own abilities to ascend to the demon world, and he also wants to finally stand at the top of the demon world by his own strength, reach the height of a venerable, and be able to freely travel between the realms of immortals and demons and live in both worlds with Qing'er, but... if he doesn't have that
What about strength?
Do you want Qing'er to wait forever?
Qing'er worked hard, very hard. She worked hard to study the teleportation array, worked hard to take on so many responsibilities, and even spent her spiritual power to lower her cultivation level. Wasn't it just to wait for herself? It was her lack of talent that held her back.
He knows.
But, is the Demon Slaughter really so kind?
And even if he has this intention, does he still have the strength now that he has entered the stage of losing his soul?
He doesn't want to be a person who relies on external forces to ascend. He hopes that he can win her respect in an upright and upright manner and reach the same level as her.
Rong Che is not a person who likes to show his feelings, but the words of Demon Slaughter are like a curse in his ears. He is disturbed by it and has doubts about his persistence. Unable to hold it back, he thinks
Find someone to talk to.
Miraculously, he found Kui, who had a crush on Yan Qing.
After revealing his promise to kill the Demon Lord and his inner vacillation, Rong Che felt very embarrassed that he actually wanted to take a shortcut. He didn't know what Kui would think of him.
In an instant, he regretted his recklessness. Why was he so uncontrollable that he came to find Aoi!
But what Aoi said next made him suddenly enlightened!
"This is your great luck!" Kui was startled and slapped Rong Che on the back, with envy in his tone: "It's a pity that he is a demon king, not an immortal king, otherwise he would have risked his life
I have to grab this opportunity with you!"
Rong Che couldn't react for a moment and asked stupidly: "Isn't this... isn't this opportunistic..."
Are there still people rushing to do this kind of thing? And isn't it counterproductive to improve his strength in this way? He wants to reach the realm of a venerable, so he shouldn't be too eager for success and end up with an unstable foundation!
Kui was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and slapped Rong Che on the shoulder: "Are you stupid? If it weren't for the lack of resources in your world, who do you think would improve their realm without external help?"
"Yes, but there's a limit to that. If the Demon Lord passes on his skills to me, it won't be as simple as taking a pill!" Rong Che suddenly felt a little hot on his face and argued.
"Of course it's not that simple. If the Demon Lord said to pass on some demon energy to you, then I wouldn't say anything. But what he said was to pass on your skills! This is very different!"
"What's the difference?" Rong Che quickly asked for advice humbly.
"Look, didn't your daughter-in-law spend half of her spiritual power on others in order to suppress her cultivation? It actually didn't harm her, it was just a matter of quantity. But the transfer of power is different, it is a way of depleting oneself, then
It takes a little less effort!"
"Is it different from the spiritual power?" Rong Che asked carefully.
"Of course it's different. To use a more vulgar analogy, you are holding a glass of water and pouring it to someone else. You only have half a glass of water left, but this is not harmful to you. But if you want to put it in your body
Pump out half of the blood and give it to the other person. What do you think is the difference between the two?"
Rong Che suddenly realized: "There is such a difference."
"Hey, I'm curious too, why is the Demon Slaughter willing to sacrifice like this for you?" Kui hugged Rong Che's shoulders and asked with a frown.
Rong Che squinted his eyes and glanced at him sideways. He turned his head and glanced at the hand on his shoulder. He frowned inadvertently and moved it away in disgust, saying, "No comment."
Anyway, his inner tribulation and doubts were all solved, so he didn't want to talk to Kui anymore, because the way Kui raised her eyebrows just now was so... vulgar!
Rong Che turned around and left Kui's cave in a meteoric stride.
Kui was stunned and didn't react.
After a long while, he angrily cursed Rong Che for crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.
Rong Che heard it from a distance and just smiled.
He wanted to go to Qing'er and tell her his decision. Kui was right. Men should not make their women work hard. Qing'er may not understand this truth, but she has always been thinking about her stupid self-esteem.
, I have never mentioned using external forces to help myself improve.
"Qing'er, can you rest for a while now? I have something to say."
Yan Qing raised his head from the sea of array diagrams, feeling a little confused. When he was studying, Rong Che never interrupted him easily.
"What happened?" she asked nervously.
Rong Che let out a long breath. Once he figured out some things, everything became clear to him.
"It's not a bad thing!"
The hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth made Yan Qingzheng's eyes brighten up, and she walked towards him with the same smile, "You seem to be very happy..."