As the saying goes, there are no blood relatives under the desire for power, and the struggle for power has nothing to do with race, only the heart. The profound meaning of Liu Disu's words was clearly understood by Liu Jinlou.
Although her mother is the successor of the demon world, Liu Mukui is the eldest son of the demon world. His power is deep and must not be underestimated, not to mention Liu Mukui has always been careful with his calculations.
Now heading to Tianshuitai, it looks like a young man is passionate, but in fact he has evil intentions and is aiming at the Fox Clan's Guanyue Valley. Guanyue Valley is a crucial fortress for the Demon Realm to attack the mountains and seas of the Beast Realm.
Liu Mukui's game of chess can be said to be both a beauty and a desire to claim credit. He killed two birds with one stone, which made Liu Jinlou think about the fight for the next Holy Lord of the Demon Realm and raised his eyes to look at Liu Disu.
"Then don't I have to thank the elder for reminding me?"
Liu Disu smiled when he heard this.
"I just hope that the demon world can find a bright master and prosper in Kyushu for a long time!"
At the same time, Liu Disu raised his hand and gently touched the injured area on Liu Jinlou's arm.
"After all, Ye Hui is the Demon Saint's real thorn in his side!"
Hit by the words, Liu Jinlou looked at the wound on his arm and heard Liu Disu say again.
"Wouldn't the hatred in Sheng Ji's heart be relieved by then?"
Liu Jinlou raised his eyebrows, remembering how Ye Hui had made him feel weak, and recalling Xiangqu who was injured by the yin and yang boy in the Spyker Mansion today, he raised his eyes and looked back at Liu Disu.
"Why bother then?"
As he spoke, Liu Jinlou waved his right hand, and the Yin Yang boy behind him was summoned to appear.
"Go to Xianshan immediately and wait for me!"
"yes!"
"If you see anyone taking the Twin Grass, kill him!"
The Yin and Yang boys looked at each other and disappeared into the room, leaving Liu Disu puzzled.
"Shengji, what is this?"
"Someone should pay for the injury I suffered today!"
At this moment, Liu Disu thought of Aman who showed up at the Spyker Mansion. He had wanted to use today's banquet to get rid of Gu Shaochen, but he bumped into Aman instead.
Three years ago, during the war in Kyushu, the Demon Saint united with the underworld to seize the coffin. Unexpectedly, the old devil burned himself to protect the coffin, causing the Demon Saint to be poisoned and locked up in seclusion to this day.
Now that the Demon Saint's poison has not yet healed, and Aman has escaped, it seems that not only Ye Hui, but also Aman and the coffin in his hands, he has to find a way to solve it as soon as possible.
Having thought about this, Liu Disu thought about the "Lingfo Temple" reported by the demon soldiers, raised his hand and imagined the ball of light that Ye Shangqiu had given him in the Hall of Repentance, and presented it to Liu Jinlou.
"I will go to Lingfo Temple first, and then I will wait for Ye Hui at Silian Garden. However, the task of sending Ye Hui to Guixu will be hard work for Shengji!"
Liu Jinlou looked at the golden crow in the ball and knew that the gambling house was Xingyao's only entrance to the demon world. As the owner of the gambling house, she naturally had to welcome Ye Hui to Guixu Rock.
However, Ye Hui has always been cunning, Liu Jinlou still said with a little worry.
"What if Ye Hui escapes?"
Liu Disu snorted coldly when he heard this, and finally glanced at the ball of light in Liu Jinlou's hand.
"Do you think Gu Zhuling dares to let Ye Hui go?"
Asking a rhetorical question, Liu Jinlou silently noticed the word "dare" instead of "will" in Liu Disu's words. Thinking of Gu Zhuling and the Immortal Emperor Wenyuan behind the Holy Father, he turned to look at Liu Disu.
"Then I will wait here for the elder's good news!"
"Borrow Saint Ji's lucky words!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Disu rushed to Lingfo Temple at night.
At this time, swords were in full swing on the top of Lingfo Temple, and secret guards gathered around Yun Temple. Their sharp eyes were fixed on the man in black who was trapped in front of the golden Buddha by the silk net.
The man in black glanced at the ember silk net that trapped him, lowered his eyes to suppress the pain of ember poison in his body, looked around at the secret guards and Gu Shaozai, and finally faced Gu Zhuling, who was pointing his sword at him.
Their eyes met and Gu Zhuling shouted sharply.
"Who is coming!"
Li Tianshu frowned. He did not expect that Ye Hui would suddenly transfer the Golden Buddha, nor did he expect that the person who came to handle the matter would be Gu Zhuling. Seeing that the Golden Buddha was about to leave the temple.
He had no choice but to show up and "steal" the Buddha. Unexpectedly, Gu Zhuling could control Jinming Silk, and during the fight, Li Tianshu suddenly remembered the Jiaolong clan that was unsealed from Leiyu Cliff.
This Jingming Silk was originally a treasure used by the first Patriarch of the Glory Realm to besiege the dragon. It was later refined by the current Patriarch of the Realm, Yu Tian, and given to the Immortal Emperor Wenyuan for protection.
Now Gu Zhuling can control her freely, and her identity is deeply suspicious. At the same time, Li Tianshu knows that he is contaminated with silk poison, and he is no match for Gu Zhuling if he takes action.
So he could only wait for the opportunity. Under such a deadlock, Gu Zhuling found Li Tianshu's waiting eyes looking around, lest Li Tianshu escape, and raised his hand to throw.
A chirping thread shot directly between Li Tianshu's eyebrows. Li Tianshu retreated when he saw this. When the chiming thread was about to penetrate his eyebrows, a purple light suddenly appeared, hitting the chiming thread and bouncing off the ancient bamboo lings.
When Gu Zhuling saw Mingsi, she pushed Gu Shaochen away and hid sideways. She turned her head and stared at the purple butterflies flying around Li Tianshu. As her eyes darkened, she suddenly saw the remaining leaves on the ground rising into the sky.
The sky was full of whirling sounds, echoing the swarms of butterflies attacking in the night sky, like a hundred arrows firing in unison, killing the hidden guards gathered in Yun Temple by surprise.
In the chaos, Gu Zhuling captured Li Tianshu, who was about to be rescued from the Ember Silk Net by Purple Butterfly. As soon as he thought of the immortal emperor's death order, he summoned a silver bow from the sky.
The silver bow was formed by light and had no substance. Gu Bamboo plucked the string with his right hand, and a ray of silver light turned into ice. The ice arrow flew towards Li Tianshu, hitting Li Tianshu's right chest.
Ice suddenly entered his body, turning Li Tianshu's complexion green, forcing Mo Ziyuan, who had turned into a purple butterfly, to return to his human form, and turned his eyes to glance at the approaching Gu Zhuling.
Mo Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat and summoned the purple butterflies to stop Gu Zhuling. Then she picked up Li Tianshu and fled to the woods behind the Yun Temple. Gu Zhuling was so angry that he raised his arms to stir up wind and rain.
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and the strong wind blew butterflies all over the ground. Gu Zhuling stepped on the butterfly carcass, turned to Gu Shaozai and said, "Be optimistic about the golden Buddha", and jumped straight into the woods.
Deep in the woods, Mo Ziyuan felt Li Tianshu's breathing getting weaker and weaker. She turned around and saw that Li Tianshu's face was white and his eyelashes were frozen. Her heart sank and she found a pile of rocks by the forest.
When she was about to leave, she heard the footsteps of Gu Zhuling chasing after her. Mo Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat, and with a wave of her left hand, a purple butterfly flew out, attracting Gu Zhuling to turn and chase after her.
Mo Ziyuan took the opportunity to hug Li Tianshu's sliding body tightly, and quickly hid behind the pile of stones. Finally, he waited for a long time for the vision to come, and then carefully put down Li Tianshu.
As soon as Li Tianshu lay down, Mo Ziyuan took off Li Tianshu's shirt and gasped when he saw the silver thread condensed into a network around Li Tianshu's arrow wound.
...Yue Xuan Silver Bow?!
...This is the personal belongings of Immortal Emperor Wenyuan!
...How could it appear in Gu Zhuling's hands?
Mo Ziyuan thought carefully and fearfully when she saw Li Tianshu tilting his head and vomiting blood. He thought about the extreme cold poison caused by Yuexuan's silver wire entering his body and freezing his heart veins, and thought about his special physique derived from the purple magic crystal.
Although Mo Ziyuan felt a thousand dissatisfaction in her heart, her life was difficult, and saving one life was better than building a seven-level pagoda. She could not just watch Li Tianshu die in her hands.
Then Mo Ziyuan straightened Li Tianshu, sat cross-legged facing Li Tianshu, made a seal with his hands in front of his chest, and a flash of purple light floated to the center of Li Tianshu's eyebrows, absorbing the cold poison in Li Tianshu's body.