"You're a wise boy." Old Man Xia took the wine and drank it. He asked the two of them to make way for the mountain col, and he also got in.
During this period, the three of them got along very well, so Fatty Lan smiled and asked, "Master Alchemy, you don't want to go out to fight either?"
"It makes no sense why a talented alchemist like me would be a pawn to charge into battle." Mr. Xia was obviously very dissatisfied with this arrangement.
Mu Qianyu and Fatty Lan have been very good at agreeing recently, so they nodded one after another.
"Where are you two boys? Why did you become deserters?" Old Man Xia asked.
"Our little strength is of no use, and we are still young and don't want to die." Mu Qianyu whispered.
Old Man Xia said with a smile: "You two boys are definitely the most cunning I have ever seen."
"Thank you for the compliment, senior." The two said in unison.
"Slippery, what should I do if I'm discovered?" Old Man Xia asked again.
"Whoever is sitting outside is responsible for solving the problem. You are responsible for it now." Fatty Lan replied.
"Only an old and talented alchemist would not do such shameful things." Mr. Xia said righteously.
"Senior, there is someone behind you." Mu Qianyu reminded.
Old Man Xia turned his head and saw a long black sword stretched out. He immediately kicked the person off the cliff without even looking at the person outside.
The movements are very skillful, it seems like this is not the first time.
Mu Qianyu and Fatty Lan both looked at the old man with smiles.
The old man was a little embarrassed, so he rubbed his nose and said, "This is called flexibility. Do you understand flexibility? If you don't understand it, you won't be able to be a good alchemist or an innovative alchemist."
Mu Qianyu and Fatty Lan nodded in nonsense. You are the boss anyway, whatever you say is right, but you don't agree with it.
The three of them were chatting when suddenly they felt a turbulence rising between heaven and earth, as if even the rising sun was enveloped in an endless evil energy.
This terrifying demonic energy makes people feel that their souls are trembling. It is a kind of fear that comes from the depths of the soul and is an instinctive fear.
It is like encountering the pressure of heaven and earth. What is suppressed is the instinct of all things. To get rid of this pressure requires extremely strong strength and mind.
Mu Qianyu looked out through the hole and saw that the master of the Wangui Sect was exuding extremely strong demonic aura. This was where the terrifying pressure came from.
Because the owner of the Wangui Sect has his back to this side, it is difficult to see what is in his hand. His mind is afraid of the power that will damage the soul and does not dare to detect it at all.
But a magical weapon with such power must be the most vicious and evil magical weapon in the legend, the Demonic Cone.
The same people who changed their colors were the people of the right way. After the power of the Demon God's Cone enveloped the world, the people of the right way seemed to have seen the danger coming, and they also knew why the Demon Sect dared to start this war.
"This demon's artifact looks much more powerful than the Holy Land's artifact." Mu Qianyu murmured.
"Just brag, kid, have you ever seen a holy land artifact?" Old Man Xia snorted.
Mu Qianyu did not answer. In fact, the artifact from the Tianyuan Holy Land was in her hand. She had also seen the artifact from the Wuji Holy Land. Although it was strong, it did not have the dominating power of the Demonic Cone.
"The method of refining demon artifacts is very cruel. It is said that millions of people have been sacrificed alive, so the deterrent effect is naturally strong." The answer was Fatty Lan.
Old Man Xia looked at Fatty Lan again: "I don't even understand this kind of thing, and you understand it again?"
Fatty Lan didn't say anything, he just looked into the distance, where the demonic energy enveloped the world, and the sky that had just lit up was suddenly shrouded in darkness again.
Moreover, under the shroud of darkness, the demon disciples obviously became excited, and their overall strength increased.
The disciples on the right side frowned slightly, only feeling that the power in their bodies was slightly lost. Although the impact was not too big, it was one and the other, which could easily determine the outcome on the battlefield.
"Do you think we are just playing with you? Let me tell you, if you still dare to resist, I will kill you here today."
The very arrogant voice of the leader of the Wangui Sect came from the sky. He laughed loudly, as if the whole mountain was trembling. It was an emotion that had been suppressed for hundreds of years before being released.
Everyone in Zhengdao looked serious. Beichen Ye walked out of the crowd at this moment, shrouded in silver light, like another light source under the dim sky.
"This guy looks pretty decent, who is he?" Old Man Xia was also surprised when he saw Beichen Ye.
Mu Qianyu didn't answer. She felt the tension of the situation. As long as Zhengdao couldn't deal with the demon cone, this time it would really be a catastrophe.
Fatty Lan said quickly: "That is the young master from Zixiao Dojo. We had a conversation with each other during the confrontation a few days ago."
"Zixiao Taoist Temple?" Old Man Xia understood clearly: "No wonder it's such a big pomp, but why doesn't Mr. Zixiao Taoist come out on his own? Is he really going to die?"
Mu Qianyu couldn't help but feel a little heavy when he heard this. Logically speaking, Dao Lord must come to preside over the overall situation at this moment of life and death, but why not?
If it were to test Beichen Ye, the price would be too high, and he could not help but fail the test.
"Hand over the Demon God Cone and promise me not to leave the Demon Realm. I will consider not harming your life." It was Beichen Ye who spoke.
At this moment, Beichen Ye was different from what he had seen a while ago. The extremely heavy Dao Yun aura on his body could be lifted easily, and his strength was unknown.
"The body of a god." Old Man Xia said as he suddenly sat upright and looked at Beichen Ye for a while before patting his forehead: "It is actually the blood of a god. If it is used to make medicine, it will definitely make the best elixir in the world.
Here comes the medicine."
Mu Qianyu: You can't hide the look in someone's eyes.
She has no idea now, she just wants to throw this old man out, seeing that everything looks like alchemy materials! Even her husband is thinking about him!
Just so angry.
"Of course, the best way to make alchemy is the super-grade spiritual root. I heard two days ago that the empress of Dashang has super-grade spiritual root, and she is almost thirty years old and is still alive. It is very valuable for research." Old Man Xia
Go on.
Mu Qianyu was almost numb, but he turned around and thought about her again. She wanted to ask if she could find another pit.
Should he put the couple in an alchemy furnace to refine it?
"I really should catch one in my lifetime." Old Man Xia looked into the distance, as if he regarded Beichen Ye as a small target.
Mu Qianyu couldn't hold it back anymore and said, "Master Alchemist, it's better to give up this dangerous idea, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again."
"This is a bit difficult. It would be good to replace it with the empress." Old Man Xia smoothed his messy hair and said, "Look, I used to be a handsome man. How about seducing the empress?"