Long Wenmu couldn't remember how he left the burial ground. In his daze, it seemed that someone had carried him out, and the corpse of the Soul Yuan Demon was also taken out.
He didn't know how long he had been asleep this time. He only knew that it was early in the morning when he woke up.
He was sleeping in the guest room. The quilt was as soft as a cloud. The window was half-open, and the warm sunlight lingered in the window. There were mottled tree shadows falling on his eyes, beating lightly.
Long Wenmu pulled back the quilt, turned over and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
His whole body was covered with bandages, and his body hurt as if he had been thrown into a frying pan and fried, then cut into pieces, and finally put back together again.
The things I experienced before are still vivid in my mind, but every time I think about it, my head hurts like needles. This is probably the trauma left by over-exercising my own demonic skills.
Long Wenmu got out of bed on tiptoes, walked quietly to the door, and pushed it open. It wasn't that he didn't want to move more naturally, but his whole body was in pain.
There were several female disciples at the door who were looking around. When they saw Long Wenmu coming out, they scattered with cooing smiles.
He set up an arbor with his hands. Perhaps he had slept for a long time, and the warm morning sun hanging on the treetops seemed a bit dazzling.
Someone walked towards him: "Are you awake?"
Long Wenmu saw the person coming clearly and called out softly: "Brother Zhou."
Zhou Tongtong didn't know when he came, but he walked over from a pavilion not far away with his hands behind his back.
"My master is worried that your soul's injury is too serious, so he specially ordered me to wait here. But in my opinion, you are still alive and well, and there is no need for me to worry about it." Zhou Tongtong raised the corners of his mouth, revealing his two front teeth.
"I'm sorry to bother Brother Zhou and the Third Elder," Long Wenmu said politely.
I stretched my muscles and regained some energy. I don’t know how much time passed after that, but the scenes in my mind were like a dream last night.
"How long has it been since then?" Long Wenmu tried to ask.
"Two days." Zhou Tongtong said.
Two days? Not that long.
"What happened to the bone burial ground?" This is what Long Wenmu is most concerned about right now.
"The bone burial ground is a test, specifically for those who come to obtain demon soldiers. Although I fished you out in the end, you barely passed the test."
Hearing what Zhou BuTong said, Long Wenmu felt relieved, and all the worries that had accumulated in his heart dissipated.
"What about the soul demon?" he asked again.
"Soul Yuan demon? Is it the demon beast you brought? Of course you brought it back, and it's ready to be used to build demon soldiers."
"Is it possible that Brother Zhou is here to take action?" Long Wenmu was a little worried.
"Why, you don't look down on my ability, Zhou?" Zhou Butong rolled his eyes.
"In other words..." Long Wenmu smiled guiltily.
People always have selfish motives. Of course, I wanted to have the best forger in the Dust Valley to forge the good material I had to fish out after losing half my life.
How could Zhou Tongtong not understand the twists and turns in Long Wenmu's heart, he coughed lightly: "The person who helped you build this time is my uncle. His name is Fengjie, and he is the sect master of my dusty valley.
Your uncle has the most exquisite craftsmanship here, and he will help you build it himself, so you can just have fun secretly."
Long Wenmu never expected that the sect master of Dusty Valley would personally take action, and he was surprised and happy. He just thought about it casually, and it turned out to be true!
The shadows of the trees danced lightly, and Long Wenmu was in a happy mood, feeling that the wounds all over his body no longer hurt so much.
It was not a problem for the two of them to stand at the door and talk, so Zhou Butong motioned for him to walk together.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard gate and headed towards the mountain behind the sect.
On the way, I met many disciples from Chenfengu Valley, and they would greet Zhou BuTong cordially when they saw him. It seemed that Zhou BuTong was quite popular in the sect.
In addition to greeting Zhou BuTong, many of these disciples pointed and whispered to Long Wenmu.
No matter where Long Wenmu went, he was surrounded by people and he always felt a little uncomfortable.
"You are now a famous person in my dusty valley." Zhou Tong said with a smile.
"What's going on?"
"What's going on? You still need to ask? Monster beasts are transforming in the burial ground. This has never happened since I established the Dusty Valley, let alone transforming into a wild monster. Since you have set a precedent, it is natural for you to be noticed.
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In this way, Long Wenmu never knew that this incident would cause a sensation. It was a coincidence that the Soul Yuan Demon happened to be on the eve of its transformation, and its transformation was also a complete accident.
"Do you know how many people who came to seek troops in the past found the bones of the wild demon in the burial ground?" Zhou Tongtong asked again.
How could Long Wenmu know about this kind of thing? He probably didn't have many guesses.
"How many?"
"There may not be one person among ten thousand people." Zhou Tongtong said, "There may be one person among ten thousand people who can get the bones of the Desolate Demon. However, these people can only find a few bones at most. They can bring out the entire bones of the Desolate Demon.
There are only a few old guys who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation. As for those who brought out two bodies in one go like you, there has never been one."
Long Wenmu nodded silently.
There were bones of the Desolate Demon under the burial ground, which surprised him. But thinking about it, even if there were bones of the Desolate Demon, there probably wouldn't be many of them.
Not only did the soul demon transform into a wild demon, it also awakened the dragon bird's bones on the way, and then fused the dragon bird's bones. Even if the two are fused, they can be regarded as two bodies.
"What are those last two scales?" Zhou BuTong asked again.
"The scales of the Heavenly Demon Nine Infants." Long Wenmu had nothing to hide.
"Sure enough." Zhou Tongtong nodded, "After that incident, several elders in the sect, including the master, discussed it together, and they all agreed that it was the scales of the sky demon. Coupled with the description of the master, it was roughly inferred that
It's the scales of the Nine Infants. If it weren't for these two scales, it would be impossible for that monster to transform."
Long Wenmu knew that he was telling the truth. The Soul Yuan Demon was dead and should not have completed its transformation. It was the power of the Nine Infants of the Sky Demon that allowed it to overcome that obstacle. Moreover, Long Wenmu still remembered that at the last moment, there was a
The magnificent will descended on the soul demon.
There is no doubt that that will comes from Jiu Ying.
Using scales as a medium, for a moment, Jiu Ying's consciousness was triggered. Even if the real body was not present, the will would make people tremble. Just thinking about it, the lingering lingering feeling remains.
As for the sect leader of the Dusty Valley who personally forged weapons for Long Wenmu, apart from the two words about the bones of the desolate demon, they were probably related to the scales of the Nine Infants.
The two chatted casually for a few more words, but Zhou Tongtong did not ask about the origin of the two scales.
After chatting with Long Wenmu for a while, we talked about Mi Zhuo and others, and learned that Mi Zhuo and others are fine now.
The empty boat that sent Long Wenmu back in the first place has gone back first, because Long Wenmu still has to wait here for a while if he wants to get the demon soldiers.
Zhou BuTong took Long Wenmu to visit the Dusty Valley. After walking around, Zhou BuTong said goodbye first. Before leaving, he told Long Wenmu that he would be notified when the demon soldiers were finished and that the accommodation arranged for him would be when he woke up.
At that place, we also exchanged the imprints of the rosary beads with each other to facilitate contact.
After Zhou BuTong left, Long Wenmu stayed alone on a mountain in the back mountain.
I was not in a hurry to go back, I found a big bluestone on the mountain and sat down. After taking a short rest, I started to explore my situation.
The injury this time was quite serious, but with proper treatment, the wound has healed a lot. I am a little drowsy, probably a sequelae of my natal demonic skill.
Speaking of which, Long Wenmu originally thought that his sequelae would be much more serious. When he finally broke the Jiuying Divine Sense, he desperately used soul impact. Although he succeeded in the end, he was not in a good mood, and his soul was probably damaged as a result.
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He closed his eyes and concentrated, and felt carefully. He only felt a faint coldness from the third demon mark spread throughout his body. This coldness made his mind clearer, and he felt indescribably comfortable.
The third demon mark has the effect of nourishing the soul. Perhaps it is precisely because of the characteristics of this demon mark that the damage to his soul is restored. The demon mark has such a protective effect, which is beyond Long Wenmu's expectation.
The soul is fine for the time being, but it's best not to use the natural demon skills for the time being. I secretly thought to myself that it would be best to seal up this skill until it is absolutely necessary.
After checking the soul, and then checking other things, the double demonization will definitely not be able to be used.
He was able to perform the second level of demonization because of the blessing of the Soul Burial Valley. After leaving the Soul Burial Valley, his soul power returned to normal, and of course he could not meet the conditions for the second level of demonization.
This time, the double demonization was equivalent to experiencing it in advance. It must be said that this move was too powerful, which made Long Wenmu feel a bit hungry. He wished he could find a way to increase his soul power now and master this move. If
I can perform the double demonization at will, which is definitely comparable to a strong person who has half-stepped the Taoism.
After exploring it, he relaxed his mind and opened the field, and vines were coiling up towards him.
The effect of the Vitality Pill was to restore his injuries, and the effect of the Vitality Pill was much better than ordinary treatment. Long Wenmu sat in meditation for nearly an hour, and all the injuries on his body were healed without leaving any scars.
He put away his field, stood up, shook the grass clippings from his body, and prepared to walk back.
Someone behind him coughed slightly, causing Long Wenmu to turn around quickly.
He didn't notice when the person behind him came, and when he turned around he saw an old man with a serious face.
The old man looks burly, his hair and beard are white, but his back is straight. Although there are wrinkles on his face, his skin is rosy. His eyes are like daggers, calm and intimidating.
"Are you from the Yunxuan Sect?" Before Long Wenmu could recover, the old man asked in a deep voice.
Long Wenmu took a step away and nodded.
The old man stared into his eyes and nodded slightly: "Contemporary Yunxuan people have not dishonored the name of 'Yunxuan'."
The old man waved his sleeves gently and walked to Long Wenmu's side: "Old man Fengjie, you can call me whatever you want."
"Feng the sect leader?" Long Wenmu was startled. He just heard Zhou Tongtong say that their sect leader's name was Feng Jie.
"You know me? That saves you some trouble." Feng Jie cleared his throat and changed the subject: "Are you willing to come to my Dusty Valley and become my personal disciple?"
"I don't want to." Long Wenmu answered without thinking.
Feng Jie was obviously stunned, and then laughed loudly: "You are young, but your ambition is firm, and you have the courage of your Patriarch Yunxuan."