Bai Mengjin glanced outside and reminded: "Uncle Song, the time for the restriction to weaken is very short. If you miss this opportunity, we may not be able to see each other again for ten days. Therefore, please keep your story short and tell me the truth first."
Song Zhiyi sighed: "Actually, there's nothing much to say. I went to Taiyi Palace to guard duty that day. Everything was normal, but suddenly I felt something strange in the secret room..."
The secret room of Taiyi Hall is one of the forbidden areas of the sect. Locked there are the Wuji Sect's sect-suppressing treasures, as well as some trophies left behind during the Demon-Sealing War. If those things flow out, it will cause unpredictable consequences, and they can only be suppressed there for a long time.
Taiyi Hall usually arranges for two elders to be on duty, and they will stay at all times during this period.
Originally, there was an elder who transformed gods with Song Zhiyi. It happened that something happened to one of his disciples, so he went back to the cave to deal with it.
In just a few hours, something happened in Taiyi Palace.
"...I felt that there was a fluctuation of demonic energy in the secret room. I was worried that something was wrong, so I went to check. Sure enough, the demonic sword kept buzzing and seemed to be breaking free. Time was urgent, so I planned to strengthen the restriction first, and then find someone. Who Know……"
Bai Mengjin frowned: "Something happened?"
A trace of doubt flashed across Song Zhiyi's face: "I don't know if something happened. To be honest, it doesn't seem to have happened. In short, just when I was reinforcing the restriction, my mind suddenly went numb and my soul was suffocated. When I woke up When I came over, I held the magic sword in my hand and saw the sect leader taking action against me. You know, the sword cultivator's instinctive reaction, I resisted..."
At the end, Song Zhiyi's tone was helpless.
From his perspective, the process of being imprisoned was baffling. From the beginning to the end, there was no extraordinary behavior, and then he was "taken away", so that he could not even defend himself.
"So, the problem lies in the abnormal behavior of the magic sword at that time."
Song Zhi nodded: "After I came in, I thought over and over again that I might have been obsessed with my mind at that time. This magic sword once belonged to the Demon King of the Demon World, and it has a very strong magic seal on it. However, I have no way to verify it. Already."
Seeing that Bai Mengjin was not surprised at all, he asked, "Senior nephew Bai, you seem to have an idea?"
Bai Mengjin nodded lightly: "The sect competition was held a few days ago. I guess my uncle hasn't heard about it yet..."
Song Zhi's expression gradually changed as he heard her explain everything.
"metropolitan……"
Bai Mengjin said bluntly: "The sect master may have been possessed. The abnormal reaction of the magic sword at that time was probably his hands and feet."
Song Zhiyi murmured: "We are in big trouble!"
The leader of the Wuji Sect was possessed by a demon, and it was shocking to hear the news.
"What are you going to do?" Song Zhiyi asked.
"Of course it's to slay demons and defend the way." After Bai Mengjin finished speaking, he felt the restriction fluctuate and stopped immediately, "I have to go back. If you are still here in ten days, I will come back to see my uncle."
Song Zhiyi responded and watched her quickly take out a lot of things from the Qiankun bag and throw them over, and then got into the restriction.
He picked up the things on the ground and found blankets, robes, elixirs, books... miscellaneous things, and even hairpins and mirrors for taking care of personal chores.
Song Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh. The things are so complete that they must have been prepared in advance. He has been imprisoned for several years, and people are always thinking about him!
Not wanting to live up to this feeling, he changed his robes, shaved his beard, and put on his crown again... A handsome young man appeared in the mirror. Although he was much thinner, he was still so graceful.
——Maybe he should think about going out.
There was a gentle buzzing from the door, and Bai Mengjin was pushing out with all her strength, when suddenly there was a jam around her, and she stopped.
The time for the ban to be restored is shorter than the boy said! She was now halfway up, stuck inside and unable to move.
At this moment, a "hee hee" laughter came from his ears.
"You asked me to answer the question, but you didn't say you couldn't lie!"
There was a hint of demonic energy around her, and the boy appeared as a shadow and made faces at her.
"Oh, human smells so good!" Another voice sounded, this time it was a person who appeared
The green-faced and fanged female demon looked at the huge dark circles on her face, as if she hadn't slept in thousands of years.
"You are not allowed to take it all to yourself." Then came an old voice, and an old beggar in ragged clothes appeared. He looked at Bai Mengjin and couldn't help but take a sip of saliva.
"She smells particularly good." The succubus looked up and down. "The aura is particularly clean."
"It must have some kind of special physique." The old beggar didn't care, "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want it, just give it to me!"
As he said that, he made a gesture and pounced forward.
"I tricked her!" The boy defended his rights. "Why should I take the first bite?"
The three demons quarreled. Song Zhiyi in the room felt something was wrong and called out, "Senior Nephew Bai?"
You can't use spiritual energy in Xuanbing Prison, so you can only fight directly with your soul. Song Zhiyi had been imprisoned for several years without any protection, so his soul must be weak. Bai Meng replied: "Uncle Song, don't move, I have my own way."
Song Zhiyi listened to the advice, stopped and said, "If you need anything, just call out. Although I can't use my cultivation, my sword energy is still there, so I'm not afraid of them."
"I see."
Bai Mengjin looked at these three demons and smiled: "How do you want to eat?"
Her reaction made the three demons hesitate.
The boy looked at her warily: "This is inside the restriction, you can't use the magic talisman."
Bai Mengjin continued to laugh: "I know, I am more familiar with the magic talisman than you are."
"The ban is higher level, and your array flags can't resist it."
Bai Mengjin still nodded: "That's right!"
"and you……"
"Why are you talking so much?" The female demon couldn't bear it anymore, "People are the most cunning, she is just bluffing!"
The old beggar obviously had the same idea as her. They looked at each other and rushed forward.
The boy was one step behind and said anxiously: "Hey, what are you doing..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Mengjin suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed them one by one. Waves of demonic energy escaped from the two demons and penetrated into her body.
"Ah!" The female demon and the old beggar screamed, trying to stop it, but they were also unable to mobilize the demonic energy, and they couldn't use all their abilities. They could only watch their own cultivation pouring towards Bai Mengjin.
Bai Mengjin's body was quickly shrouded in demonic energy, which was even more demonic than the demon.
The boy was stunned. When he saw her raising her head and smiling at him, as if some demon king was baring her teeth at him, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
"You, you, you..." He shook his hands, "You are a demon cultivator!"
He shouted these words, which were both unbelievable and full of fear.
Demonic cultivators, those righteous monks always think that demonic cultivators and their demons are the same thing, but in fact they are not! Demons are born monsters, but demon cultivators are people who have completely abandoned human nature. They rely on their bodies that are naturally suitable for cultivation and their brains that are smarter than monsters to use monsters to cultivate and even feed on them!
