Hua Ya was grateful to Long Wenmu from the bottom of her heart. Not only Hua Ya, but no one in the Baihua Palace did not remember this kindness.
In the past, everyone was kept in the dark. It was not until Long Wenmu appeared that the true face of the Black Dragon Palace was revealed. It can be said that all the changes began with Long Wenmu's appearance.
"How is the Baihua Palace now? Has anyone ever been here in the Black Dragon Palace?" Long Wenmu didn't take gratitude too much, so he changed the topic.
Hua Ya pondered for a moment: "Don't worry about this. The last time I repelled the Black Dragon Palace, I have never been to the Black Dragon Palace since then."
Although I heard some news from the disciples of Baihua Palace in advance and were confirmed again from Huaya at this moment, it was always a bit unbelievable.
The Black Dragon Palace suffered such a big loss last time, and even the biggest secret was exposed, he was really indifferent.
Although the news that Changsun Hou inquired last time was that most of the staff of the Black Dragon Palace had been sent out, it was still a bit unimaginable.
"The Black Dragon Palace has not come, but the monsters have appeared a lot recently and often harassed Baihua City. I always ask my disciples to take charge, and nothing else is wrong." Hua Ya said.
A monster? Long Wenmu nodded.
"Master Hua Palace, I want to ask you for help if you have something." He said bluntly.
Hua Ya did not refuse at all: "You just say it directly, you don't have to be polite. I will never push you to help if you can help."
Long Wenmu has helped them so much, and this favor can't be paid back. If Long Wenmu has any requests, Hua Ya should do her best.
"I want you to help me find someone." Long Wenmu said truthfully.
"The person you are looking for is..."
Long Wenmu told Qian Lingxue's truth.
With such a large scope in the country of Yang, how could Long Wenmu find someone alone? Only by relying on Hua Ya's connections and the eyeliner of Baihua Palace can make it easier to find someone.
After all, Long Wenmu is alone and not familiar with the country of leaving Yang, and is not as good as the entire Baihua Palace.
After listening to Long Wenmu's description and Qian Lingxue's origin, Hua Ya inadvertently looked at Lan Zhiyin by the window with her own light.
"I will send a message to ask all parties to help pay attention. Recently, I have contacted several major sects and can also ask them to help secretly. If there is any news, I will notify you as soon as possible."
Long Wenmu nodded slowly, and he must be unable to compare with people alone. Hua Ya is willing to help.
After chatting for a few more words, Hua Ya said goodbye. The sect’s affairs had not been handled yet. This trip was just to thank Long Wenmu for coming here.
"You two stay and take good care of Mr. Long." Hua Ya said to Lan Zhiyin and Ni Shang.
"No need, I'm fine, I don't need anyone to take care of you." How could Long Wenmu not understand Hua Ya's meaning? He left two beautiful disciples beside him, and his thoughts were obvious.
Hua Ya smiled gently: "Young Master Long doesn't have to worry about it. It was their own voluntary to keep these two girls. Besides, Ni Shang's situation is special, so I can feel at ease if I keep her by your side."
Long Wenmu immediately understood what she meant.
Because of the demonization, Ni Shang may have an attack once every once in a while, just like Changsun Hou in the past. Staying with Long Wenmu is also convenient for Long Wenmu to take treatment.
Thinking of this, Long Wenmu no longer refused.
Hua Ya left, leaving Ni Shang and Lan Zhiyin behind.
Lan Zhiyin looked at Hongxia by the window helplessly, and Ni Shang brought tea and water to Long Wenmu.
"Young Master is thirsty." Long Wenmu gently brought the teacup to Long Wenmu, who looked like a caring maid. Long Wenmu couldn't bear it.
"Ahem, you can do whatever you want, don't care about me." Long Wenmu sipped in tea.
"I didn't plan to take care of you." Lan Zhiyin hummed, "If Senior Sister Ni hadn't been troubled by demonization, you should think that someone else wanted to stay by your side."
For some reason, Long Wenmu could always smell a little sour on her body, which was a bit like a vinegar jar being knocked over.
"She stayed here because of demonization. What are you doing here?" Long Wenmu raised his eyebrows and picked up a medical book.
"Of course I'm accompanying Senior Sister Ni, otherwise what else can I do? Can you accompany you?" Lan Zhiyin pouted and looked out the window. She had never given Long Wenmu a face.
This man was thinking about the person who was missing from the outside. Ni Shang was here because of demonization, so what about her? Lan Zhiyin felt that she always had a redundant feeling in front of Long Wenmu.
He has others in his heart and he almost never takes a look at himself.
Long Wenmu ignored her and was happy.
"About demonization, can Mr. Long tell me?" Ni Shang asked.
She knew part of the demonization, but she was probably not as comprehensive as Long Wenmu knew.
Long Wenmu naturally told the truth about the demonization she knew without reservation. If he wanted to completely cure the semi-demonization like Ni Shang, he could strengthen her soul power.
As long as the soul power is strong enough, it can resist the erosion of demonization.
Ni Shang silently wrote down everything Long Wenmu said.
Almost all night, Long Wenmu was flipping through the classics in the Book Tower. He also gained a lot from many medical skills.
The next day, Lan Zhiyin and Ni Shang left the village.
Even though he asked Baihua Palace to find someone on his behalf, he could not be idle.
All other things have been settled, and only the search for Qian Lingxue is left.
I left the village and went outside to search for clues about Qian Lingxue, but I searched for it for five consecutive days without any gains.
Qian Lingxue is now hiding from the royal family's pursuit, and must be hiding somewhere. Even Long Wenmu is having a difficult time finding someone.
I almost walked around the neighborhood in five days, but there was no result. I was tired and had to come back for a short rest.
It’s strange that after searching these days, I saw more of the rampant monsters and the escapees.
Although Long Wenmu had also observed the number of monsters that suddenly increased for some reason, he did not end up with any results.
I returned to the village and rested all night and came out early the next morning.
Long Wenmu came outside Changsun Hou's house and pushed the door open without hesitation.
Changsun Hou, who was meditating inside, suddenly opened his eyes and a demonic force rushed towards the door.
Long Wenmu turned sideways and avoided them blindly.
"Boy, don't you know how to knock on the door?"
Long Wenmu smiled but didn't laugh, and Changsun Hou never tells the difference. If he really hits the game, it's not a joke.
Entering the room, moving a chair and sitting down.
"If you have any bad ideas to ask me to help, then you won't speak up." Changsun Hou said.
Last time, Long Wenmu broke in so unscrupulously, and then dragged him to the palace. He went to the palace and almost couldn't come back.
The thing Changsun Hou is most reluctant to see now is Long Wenmu.
"How can it be?" Long Wenmu bared his two rows of big white teeth in a humble manner, "I heard that your healing is over, come and see you."
Changsun Hou sneered: "The weasel wishes the chicken a new year."
"I just want to ask you a few things." Long Wenmu was so silly.
"Quickly ask, get out after asking." He just said coldly.
"I just want to ask you, you have succeeded in the dungeon." Long Wenmu raised his eyebrows.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Changsun Hou understood what he was thinking.
It turns out that he would not enter the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble.
Talked her lips: "So what if I succeed?"
Long Wenmu was a little excited: "Since you have succeeded, take it out and take a look."
How could Changsun Hou not know what he was thinking about? He spread his palms out in a cold voice. A red crystal as big as a millstone appeared in his hand.
It was this. At that time, Long Wenmu saw that the one who injected power into the blood pool was this thing.
This blood pool just appeared in the room and gushing out demonic power, as if this blood stone was condensed from demonic power.
Changsun Hou reached out and spread it out again. Two fruits that looked like peaches but had a human face appeared in his hand.
Long Wenmu recognized this thing as a human face fruit.
Now both fruits look like living creatures, and they are held in their hands by Changsun Hou. The two human faces seem extremely frightened and make sharp screams, which look particularly strange.
These two things were what he saw on the underground floors.
"What is this bloodstone?" Long Wenmu asked.
"The Red Blood Stone of Ten Thousand Demons." Changsun Hou said.
"Is this thing the one who injects demonic power into the blood pool?" Long Wenmu looked carefully. This thing could inject demonic power into the entire blood pool, which shows how powerful this thing contains.
Changsun Hou hummed: "There are some places in the world that nurture countless monsters. The demonic energy gathers together for some unique reasons, and it condenses into stones over time, which is the red blood stone of the Ten Thousand Demons. This kind of thing is excellent in assisting cultivation."
Long Wenmu was shocked, which means that this thing was born from the place where monsters occupied it, and it was gathered because of various accidents.
The harsh conditions of appearance show the preciousness of this thing.
"Is there any harm in practicing with this thing?"
Changsun Hou sneered: "This thing is transformed from the condensation of demonic energy. You can regard it as something similar to the demon crystal. What are the disadvantages of using demon crystal to practice?"
Long Wenmu's Adam's apple twitched a little, which means that there were no side effects when practicing with this thing.
It contains powerful demonic power and is not harmful. This is a good thing to assist in cultivation.
"Where is the human face fruit?" Long Wenmu asked again, "Is this thing useful to the soul?"
Changsun Hou dragged two human face fruits: "Human face fruit is born in a place where yin energy gathers. If anyone takes it, his soul power can increase significantly."
Long Wenmu scratched his forehead and bared his white teeth.
The soul power is growing... Soul power cannot be cultivated, and everything in the world that can improve soul power is a precious thing.
"We are traveling together this time, should the good things be seen? "Long Wenmu raised his eyebrows.
Hou Changsun knew what he was going to do this time, so he took back the two things.
"Scholar Chang, everyone is sharing the joys and sorrows, and eating alone is not authentic." Long Wenmu's face turned bitter and he felt a little guilty in his heart.
"Stupid brat, eating alone is not authentic, right?" Changsun Hou believed coldly.
"That...ah, it's a little bit unauthentic." Long Wenmu glanced upwards.
"Did you sneak into the palace treasure house?" Changsun Hou asked with a smile.
"No. Treasurehouse? What is the Treasurehouse?" Long Wenmu looked at the ceiling and smashed his mouth.
If you pretend to be crazy and stupid, Changsun Hou knew this guy’s virtue.
"Where did your demon-killing thunder come from?"
"Demon-killing Thunder? Oh, you said that. Cough cough, I went a few casually in some place where I don't know what it was." Long Wenmu had innocent and confused on his face.
Changsun Hou had seen a thick-skinned person, but he had never seen a thick-skinned person as thick-skinned as him.
"How many things went by? How many things did you go by?"
"That, there may be about ten..."
"There are more than a dozen people thrown out when you deal with that woman!" Changsun Hou wanted to tear his mouth.
"I mean, there are still more than ten after throwing it away." Long Wenmu opened his eyes and said lies.
"You think I will believe it!"
"Ahem, the wise man doesn't say secret words. I'll say more than ten, that is... maybe twenty or more, thirty or more..."
Long Wenmu glanced at Changsun Hou's cold face with his eyes.
"Ahem, I didn't count it carefully. It might be more than forty or fifty..." He looked at Changsun Hou's expressionless face and swallowed, "Otherwise, more than sixty or seventy?"
Changsun Hou Youxin slapped him to death with one palm!
Long Wenmu patted his thighs, lamented, and the Dama Jindao sat down on the chair: "Forget it, let's tell you the truth, there are more than a hundred."