When Balian heard this, he couldn't help but ask again: "What is the evil demon?"
Qingxuan's expression changed slightly, as if he was worried that Bai Lian was deliberately telling a story and was trying to stop the little tiger from continuing to speak.
Unexpectedly, her little mouth couldn't be closed once it slipped away, and she almost seamlessly received Balian's questions.
"Evil demons are the race of evil demons sealed under the golden sea by Emperor Father. They are different from the demon fairies who are born with spiritual power.
Evil demons are born with resentment, kill evil, and are cold-blooded and resentful. They have extremely strong hostility and murderous intentions towards races other than their own.
The evil demon clan is extremely large in number. If it is suppressed by the power of the golden sea, another monster clan as huge as the demon world will be born.
After my father died and returned to chaos, the responsibility of guarding the Golden Sea fell on Kunlun. My mother is the guardian of this Golden Sea, suppressing millions of evil monsters and preventing them from causing harm to the world."
Bai Lian asked: "So, the Emperor and the Queen made it their duty to kill evil monsters for their people?"
This time, Qingxuan spoke before the little tiger, and said sternly: "What do you think of our empress? Is she the kind of ruthless person in power who pushes the descendants of her people to the forefront!
She created Kunlun and lived in the unprotected land of the six realms, just because she wanted to create a peaceful and pure land for the demon clan who had nowhere to live in the world, so how could she put her people in danger?"
Qing Shui smiled and said: "Guarding and suppressing the Golden Sea, the Empress has never asked anyone to share her mission and obligations. It's just that in ancient times, there was a clan of demons and immortals who practiced killing. They stood by the Golden Sea for more than a hundred thousand years.
There are countless evil demons who have achieved supreme merit.
Before experiencing the purification with the help of Han Yuchi, he became the second demon immortal to refine immortal bones with his own power since the empress.
The immortal people of Kunlun have always been proud that the empress is the guardian of the Golden Sea, ever since the birth of that demon immortal.
Successfully becoming a guardian of the Golden Sea and overcoming the catastrophe and becoming an immortal, the immortal people in the mountains yearn to become a guardian and regard it as the supreme honor."
It turns out that this is the case, no wonder these noble-born immortals are so pious and respectful and fanatically yearning for these Taoists and true immortals.
The loss of Hanyu Pond in Kunlun Jingxu means that the road to demon immortals is cut off, but entering the Golden Sea to kill evil demons is a new path to glory.
What's more, the emperor and the empress are in front of me, and the saints are leading the way. How can we not attract these immortals, people, and gods to be fascinated and eager to achieve their goals?
The followers of the True Immortal Sect will also delve into their inner desires.
Demons and immortals slaying evil demons, even in a foreign realm like Kunlun Pure Ruins, will inevitably fall into the clichéd story of the opposition between good and evil in the Six Paths.
After hearing the general idea, Balian was no longer interested in the True Immortal Sect.
As Qingxuan Qingshui and the two walked together, he finally arrived at Jialan Cave.
Jialan Cave is built on the top of Xiaohan Mountain. There are no traces of cranes and birds. It faces the raging glacier river. The roaring water of the river is full of the sound of rumbling broken ice. Even though the feet are on the mountain road, it is difficult to see the ground under the feet. It is full of sea of clouds.
Torrential, flying mist fills the air. Floating clothes come rolling in.
Thousands of rocks compete for beauty, valleys are extremely deep, thousands of gorges compete for flow, and rivers are crisscrossed.
It's an uninhabited scene.
"Okay, Jialan Cave is here." The two women Qingxuan Qingshui gently pulled their arms, and Bailian's body was pulled away uncontrollably. Driven by the strength of the two women, he was penetrated.
In that bottomless valley cave.
The little tiger stood between the cliffs of the cave, blinking and looking down twice, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.
He couldn't help but ask: "How long does mother plan to lock him up?"
Qingxuan's eyes looked indifferently at the raging river far away under the cliff, and he said slowly: "There will be no end until the sun comes to an end, when the empress thinks of how to take out the Blood Feather River and the Divine Source of Sishui from his body.
This is when he briefly glimpses the light of the sky, but after this moment, it may not be a good thing for him."
The empress originally intended to accept him as her disciple because she did not want the river of blood and feathers in his body to fall into the hands of the demons. Seeing that this son has a good mind and can actually comprehend the power of the Sishui God in the body of a corpse demon, he is a commendable person.
Materials for making.
The empress has always had no taboos in accepting disciples, and she can fool around with the rules of heaven and never take them seriously.
Perhaps because of her origins in the demon race, the empress does not have a clear idea of what is good and what is evil, and it only depends on the position and rules in her own heart.
This kid loves to be pushy and flamboyant in his behavior, if he hadn't attracted the attention of Immortal Zhu Zhan.
Even if his identity as a corpse demon is exposed in the human world, even the Golden Immortal knows that with the empress's heavenly abilities, she can suppress his identity.
But he chose to seek his own death. Once his identity was exposed, it meant that the empress could not have any intention of accepting him as her disciple, and naturally there was no need to go out of her way to protect him.
It's just that Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan cannot tolerate the Corpse Demon Royal Family in his eyes, and the Empress' position is that she must win the Blood Feather River and Sishui Divine Source.
If not, she wouldn't have to risk such taboos and come forward to protect her in public.
Once the empress finds a way to obtain these two things, there is no need for Kunlun Jingxu to continue to take over this hot potato.
The empress can be kind because of her position, but she can also be ruthless.
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The sound of falling in his ears lasted for a long time. Balian didn't know how deep the Jialan Cave was. He only knew that he had been falling for an hour before the invisible cold frost came over his body.
The airflow is caught.
The ferocious fall suddenly became gentler. Although it was a detention, the method was decent and not too rough.
Balian adjusted his posture in mid-air, and the moment his feet touched the soft ground, a gust of wind suddenly blew up under the cave.
A mysterious light shone brightly under his feet, dispelling the darkness. Balian looked down and saw that the huge stone platform was covered with thick snow.
The strong wind blowing from the bottom of the cave was like a knife, blowing away the thick snow inch by inch, exposing the ancient formation seals on the stone platform.
The formation seals here seemed to echo the moonlight locks in his body. The long silver chains hanging on the ground behind Bailian jingled and clashed, and at this moment they transformed into hair-thin and extremely long silver light.
The silk, like being cut into millions of pieces of moonlight, sank into the top and died in the huge stone walls in all directions.
Balian could see clearly that what was connected and sealed at the end of each strand of silver thread was an extremely powerful and terrifying formation seal that contained the power of the ages.
And here, there are actually tens of millions of stacked wheel seals imprinted on his body.
To seal a corpse demon like him with no cultivation in such a huge formation would be too high a regard for him.
Balian shook his head helplessly and smiled.
He always had a happy-go-lucky temperament and did not give up in despair. Instead, he raised his steps and tentatively paced back and forth on the huge stone platform for a while.
After confirming that his range of activities was within seven feet, Balian sat down on the floor with a flick of his clothes and continued his work.
Perhaps he was ready to stay here for a long time. He touched the green jade in his hand, penetrated it with his spiritual power, and summoned a chessboard. It seemed that he was preparing to play chess among himself to relieve his boredom.
It wasn't that Qingxuan was too arrogant and didn't take away the green jade from his fingers, it was just because he knew that his spiritual power was gone and it would be useless to take it away.
Kunlun Jingxu is not a small family, so it is not interested in the little treasure in his ring, and has no such dirty thoughts as taking advantage of it.
Just let him go.
It's just that she never expected that Balian had another spiritual pool to store spiritual power.
The moment Bailian took out the chessboard, a heavy and cold wind blew up from the bottom of the cave again.
A light layer of frost instantly condensed on the surface of the jade chess pieces stacked in the chess box.
Bai Lian's brows rose imperceptibly, but they quickly calmed down.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the green jade, and the glazed umbrella was taken out.
The umbrella surface was unfolded, and on the glazed umbrella surface, which was as thin as cicada wings, there were flowing fire patterns flowing on the umbrella surface, and finally condensed into the shape of a white tiger.
The white tiger's claws stepped on the Yin fire and jumped out. The moment it jumped out, its huge body seemed to quickly shrink in order to fit in with Balian's body size, turning into a small Yin tiger.
Xiao Yinhu squatted on the opposite side of Balian's chess game, watching Balian pick up a black stone and land on the chessboard with a clatter.
The little Yinhu tilted his head, used his paws to pull out a white stone, and with great understanding, he pushed it next to the black stone and placed it.
One person and one tiger actually started playing chess like this.
Balian fell into the Jialan Cave, alone, and without saying a word, he grabbed the little Yinhu and played chess for three days and three nights without doing anything else.
In the end, Xiao Yinhu yawned again and again, and the tiger's head moved little by little. Then Balian pushed the chessboard away with a smile and said, "If you are sleepy, just go to sleep."
After receiving the order, Xiao Yinhu stood up, curled up in Balian's lap and fell asleep.
Balian lost his chess partner and felt lonely and bored, so he closed his eyes and meditated.
Under the cave, there were bursts of biting cold wind, like some kind of mysterious frost beast breathing out.
Balian's thin robe was soon covered with a faint layer of frost and snow.
Balian had no body temperature. The frost and snow kicked up by the wind fell on his clothes and would not melt. Time passed slowly.
One day passes after another.
In the blink of an eye, three months have passed.
The increasingly thick frost and snow all over Balian's body also gradually covered his pale and lifeless face.
Balian's whole body was breathless, and with this layer of frost and snow covering him, it was as if his whole body had been frozen by the natural cold, and he would fall into a deathly sleep forever.
Seeing that he was about to turn into an iceberg, the familiar biting cold wind blew up from the bottom of the cave again, like a bone-scratching knife, blowing away all the ice and snow accumulated on his body into dust in three months.
Balian finally opened his eyes, smiled suddenly, and said, "Want to play chess?"
The ears between the legs moved. He raised his head and glanced at Balian with his round tiger eyes. He realized that these words were not meant for him, so he lowered his head and went to sleep again.
In this space where there was only the sound of wind and the rushing river, I suddenly recalled a dull sound.
The sound was like muffled thunder sinking into the far-reaching earth, and it was enough to shake a hundred thousand mountains.
The sound of thunderstorms came from the cave abyss.
The voice lasted for a long time, but Balian knew that it was not that the owner of the voice intended to frighten him, but that he had not spoken for a long time and had long lost the human language.
The owner behind the bursts of thunderstorm sounds is trying to regain his original language ability.
Sure enough, the sound of thunder soon faded away and was replaced by a hoarse and deep voice.
"You are the second person I have seen who can be so calm and composed even in such a place."
Balian asked with a smile: "I wonder who the first person is."
The voice carried the cold wind: "It's me."
Balian was not surprised by this answer. He did not ask who the owner of the voice was. He just smiled and joked: "Are there many people who fell here?"
The cold wind was still like waves, and the voice said: "Not much, but not much, but you are the only one who can make me speak."
Balian patted the snow on Xiao Yinhu's head and chuckled, "But I didn't do anything?"
The voice said: "It is precisely because you have done nothing that I have the desire to communicate with you."
Balian sighed, raised his hand and casually fiddled with the silk thread that turned into moonlight at his fingertips, and said: "At this moment, in the cage, even if I have the intention to do something, I can't do anything.
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The mysterious man was silent for a moment and said: "Even if there is nothing you can do, survival is the most basic instinct of living beings. The sea of Qi you have cultivated has been locked by the moonlight lock. When you enter the cave ruins, you will never see the light of day. Faced with such a desperate situation, you still can't help it."
He didn't even have the slightest thought of struggling to resolve the shackles on his body, and he didn't even try to remove the moonlight locks on his body.
Your performance is too calm, it's not because you are desperate and giving up, because you still have the heart to stay here with one..."
At this point, the voice seemed to have thought of something funny. He chuckled and said, "Play chess and meditate with a little tiger here."
The mysterious person who spoke refused to show up for a long time, and it was unclear whether he was a friend or an enemy.
Balian can't even figure out whether the people staying in such a place are the 'forbidden objects' sealed in Jialan Cave, or the guardians of this place.
No matter which one it is, it seems to be a dangerous existence for him.
But Bailian had no intention of continuing to practice Tai Chi with him, and instead expressed his thoughts frankly.
"Well... I can't think of a way to resolve the moonlight lock on my body for the time being. It's useless to be impatient. Since the Emperor has come forward to protect me, and during my journey along the way, I also saw the impact of the Blood Feather River on Kunlun Jingxu.
Let’s talk about how important it is.
Even so, she can't keep me locked up like this for a long time. The golden sea is approaching chaos, and she won't be able to keep me locked up for long before she lets me out.
Take it as it comes, and instead of thinking about it, play a few chess games to pass the time."
"It seems you are confident that you can leave this Jialan Cave?"
Balian smiled slightly and said, "This is not my final destination."