Chapter 385 The Eighth Cave Needs a New Emperor
At the foot of Wutong Mountain, the beginning of the secluded path.
Jiang Qiulan slowly walked out of the mountain, happened to raise his eyes, and then his expression became slightly condensed.
In front of him was a dirty woman with messy hair. Her left shoulder and entire arm had been torn off, and she looked extremely miserable.
"Senior Lingxi, master is awake."
Jiang Qiulan moved slightly to make way for the other party.
"Um."
Master Lingxi glanced at Jiang Qiulan, but uncharacteristically did not walk onto the quiet path. He just nodded, passed him, and then walked along the mountain road towards his wooden house.
Throughout the process, her expression showed a certain dullness.
Until she walked past someone.
Then he was stunned.
Looking back, he saw Qingfeng Li blinking at him.
"..."
Master Lingxi's heart suddenly twitched.
He stretched out one arm and gently rubbed the other person's head under Qingfeng Li's stunned gaze.
She swallowed, quickened her pace slightly, and continued walking towards the mountain.
Passing by Tong Xinchuan's wooden house, followed by Miao Qinghui, she finally walked back to her house after sensing the aura of concentration in it.
But he saw a figure in green robe standing at the door.
Nie Jun stood with his hands behind his back, staring sideways at Lingxi's miserable body, his voice was calm but slightly cold: "What happened."
In the past, Lingxi would have ridiculed him a few times, thinking that he was his elder brother.
However, at this moment, she pushed Nie Jun away without saying a word, walked into the house, and then slammed the door.
"..."
Nie Jun frowned and stared at the wooden door.
He had never seen this arrogant fool look so lost.
What did this group of people do without telling themselves?
He held his hands slightly.
Leng Leng looked at his feet, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the mountain and point directly to the Water Curtain Fairy Cave below.
He has no cultivation, but he is like a bird in a cage.
After pondering for a long time, he turned and left the place.
Listening to the distant footsteps outside the door, Lingxi lay on the soft bed, holding the jade pillow with one hand, and her body twitched slightly.
The tears couldn't stop flowing out again.
Everything I saw just now seems like a lifetime ago, just be okay, just be okay...
She no longer wanted to ask why.
For fear of breaking this dream.
Just sleep peacefully, and when you wake up, you will completely forget what happened in Thousand Monsters Cave.
What a golden-eyed lion king, what a mysterious spider king.
Don't worry about it all.
Lingxi closed her eyes and frowned slightly, then opened her eyes blankly after a long time.
The ferocious face of the golden-eyed Lion King appeared before his eyes.
Soon it flickered again, turning into a handsome young face under messy black hair.
The two overlap.
Finally, it transformed into the majestic figure that arrogantly blocked the Xuan Ming Spider King, and the dazzling scarlet ink stains all over the sky.
She let go of the jade pillow and bit into the palm of her hand.
Under the pain, fear appeared in the eyes of Master Lingxi. It was really crazy that she would never forget a demon!
If Master or Mr. Nie finds out about this, he must not kill himself with a sword in order to suppress the family style.
You must know that Qianyao Cave has a hatred for Wutong Mountain.
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Thousand Monster Cave, Spiritual Plant Garden.
The Golden Winged Demon King threw down a bunch of messy treasures of heaven and earth and reminded: "You can only eat them, you can't take them out. This is the rule set by the old dog."
Shen Yi stood up and looked at the random piles of precious medicines.
Although his expression was calm, the cry of Qingqiu Patriarch resounded in his heart: "My lord! The materials for PoWan Dan! That green flower, and that blood fruit! They are all precious medicines of extremely high age!"
Before actually setting foot in the treasure land, as a monk from the outside world, there is no way to understand the luxury of Thousand Demons Cave.
They don't need to refine any elixir at all, and they don't care how much of the elixir is wasted. They can grow up just by swallowing it whole.
Just don't eat it to get a bad stomach.
Shen Yi waved her hand, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth.
While pretending to chew, he had used the Nanyang Transformation Technique to cover up the pile of precious medicines and put them all into the storage treasure.
Just as he waved his hand for the second time, he was held down by the Golden Winged Demon King.
"Is there anything wrong with your brain? The power of such a complex medicine must be slowly digested by the Emperor."
"..."
Shen Yi looked at the plump woman sitting on his arm and shook her off.
He had to sit cross-legged and pretend to be digesting.
Now that he has several techniques in hand and the Xuanming Spider Emperor to help him, the only thing he lacks is his cultivation.
Dao Palace Technique is a magical power obtained after breaking through and returning to the void. Even if it is learned, it is extremely difficult to use it.
Because Shen Yi practiced too roughly and used the pill condensation method to force a breakthrough, the gap between the early stage of transformation and the completion of transformation was broken, and he could only use medicine to make up for it.
Tsk, I still have to find a chance to go out.
"Can you stop acting like a fool?"
The Golden Winged Demon Emperor was thrown away and flapped her wings in the air. According to her temper, she would have slapped her away.
But he looked at the lion, who was seriously injured and dying.
In addition, you also have your own responsibility for this matter.
She forcibly suppressed her anger and rolled her eyes at the other person: "Unfunny thing."
The Golden Winged Demon King landed on the ground, suddenly remembered something, and turned around again: "Are you... interested in the eighth cave?"
Hearing this, Shen Yi slowly opened her golden eyes.
To be honest, he had already read through nearly half of the broken techniques in the Tibetan Law Pavilion, and he was actually very satisfied.
But there is a difference between a hasty search and asking the Xuanming Spider Emperor to find a reasonable combination for him.
Even if he can't use it, taking back Daqian is also a good choice.
"Sure enough, your brain can only listen to these."
The Golden Winged Demon Emperor withdrew his gaze angrily, and then said: "The Spider Emperor is dead, and the Tibetan Dharma Pavilion still needs someone to guard it. As a general under the Spider Emperor, you should be the most reasonable candidate."
"But in the Thousand Demon Cave, there is no sympathy, and strength is the key."
"You are still a little short of being one of the ten great demon emperors."
Listening to these slightly contemptuous words, Shen Yi did not say much, but sat quietly.
Since the other party has spoken, there must be other ways.
"Tsk, you are quite stable."
The Golden Winged Demon King sneered and slowly leaned into his ear: "Listen carefully, besides you, the most qualified one is the Thousand-legged Demon King of the 11th Cave. It is a demon deeply trusted by Bai Hong. The Thousand-legged insect is most afraid of thunder..."
She told Shen Yi as much as possible about the attack habits, character flaws, and fears of the demon king.
Until he was a little dry-mouthed, the Golden Winged Demon King pulled himself away: "In any case, you need to recover from your injuries before you are qualified. Take care of it slowly."
Watching the plump woman flee.
Shen Yi closed his eyes again.
The competition for the top ten demon kings is important, but Bai Hong's interrogation is also worrying.
The Golden Winged Demon King didn't care about what happened, which didn't mean that she didn't care at all, but just left the matter to Bai Hong.
If Shen Yi guessed correctly, the black pupil on the forehead of the white horse might have a distinguishing effect.
I want to stabilize my identity in the Thousand Demon Cave.
This white horse must die.