Volume 11 Autumn Blue Thunder (Corpse Love)
Half a month later, the mysterious Demon Temple located outside Demon Emperor City welcomed four special guests, none other than Xiao Yifeng and others.
The four of them looked at the demon temple located in the mountains from a distance, and they all felt a little emotional, as if they were in another world.
The Demon Temple has a unique architectural style. The temple is decorated with red maples all over the ground, creating a mysterious atmosphere and a sense of indifference.
But at this moment, the demon temple was surrounded by spies from the demon clan.
Because Long Meng also suspected that Xiao Yifeng would return to the Star Temple from the Monster Clan, he ordered the Monster Clan spies to search for traces of Xiao Yifeng.
Naturally, Xiao Yifeng would not let these spies discover him, so he sent a message to the young priest, and then led Long Aotian and others into the temple quietly through the underground secret passage of the Demon Temple.
In the underground secret passage, the young priest who hurried over saw Xiao Yifeng and others and said in surprise: "Master Xiao, why are you here?"
She looked at Long Aotian and others next to Xiao Yifeng again, as if she couldn't figure out why the four of them were together.
Xiao Yifeng replied calmly: "My seven kills are not Xiao Yifeng. Doesn't the young priest not recognize me?"
The young priest was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xiao Yifeng with a complicated expression. Then he remembered that the person in front of him had been killed by Seven Kills.
"I didn't expect that the Demon Lord actually took away Xiao Yifeng. I thought it was a rumor at first."
The news from the demon clan is separated from the human realm by a realm of stars, so the message transmission is very slow.
Now the entire Demon Clan, only the top forces have received some inaccurate news, while other forces are still confused and don't understand what happened.
Moreover, the Monster Clan is not very concerned about news from the Human Realm. After all, no matter how much trouble they make, the Monster Clan will not be disturbed.
Therefore, Xiao Yifeng and others who are in the demon clan also know nothing about the news about the human clan.
Seeing her strange mood, Lin Qingyan suddenly asked: "Is it possible that the young priest still has some friendship with Xiao Yifeng?"
The young priest recalled what happened between her and Xiao Yifeng and shook his head.
She recalled slightly: "The saint was joking. I only had some interactions with him. I didn't expect that I was jealous of Yingcai, so I felt a little emotional."
"Seriously?" Lin Qingyan asked in disbelief.
"Seriously!" the young priest said seriously.
Only then did Lin Qingyan feel relieved. Xiao Yifeng laughed dumbly and continued to walk forward calmly.
Several people came to a secluded temple with few people. Xiao Yifeng said to the young priest: "I want to see the high priest, please help me make arrangements."
"Demon Lord, please wait a moment. I will go and communicate with the high priest." The young priest nodded, turned and left.
Long Aotian said with a complex expression: "The demon king has extraordinary methods. He uses the young priest of this demon temple as if he were using a maid."
Xiao Yifeng responded calmly: "The Demon Temple and I have a cooperative relationship just like you."
Long Aotian said disapprovingly: "Both the Demon Temple and me are just pawns of the Demon Lord. I know this very well."
Xiao Yifeng did not say any more. It was not a bad thing for Xiao Yifeng that Long Aotian had this kind of ideological awareness.
Soon, Xiao Yifeng and Long Aotian saw the high priest, but Lin Qingyan did not follow him.
The meeting place was still in the temple where the high priest meditated. The environment inside the temple was elegant and quiet. The mysterious statues of demon gods and exquisite murals complemented each other, revealing a mysterious and vast atmosphere.
The high priest, dressed in red and white priestly attire, smiled when he saw Xiao Yifeng: "The devil is safe and sound, but it's so good."
Xiao Yifeng said with a half-smile but not a smile: "The high priest said this from the bottom of his heart? Isn't he because he thinks I'm not dead yet?"
The high priest laughed dumbly and said: "Why would the Demon Lord make such a joke? Since our Demon Temple is cooperating with the Demon Lord, we naturally hope that the Demon Lord is safe and sound."
Then, she turned to Long Aotian and said with a smile: "I have met His Majesty Aotian."
Long Aotian smiled bitterly and bowed in return: "The words of the high priest offended me. In front of the high priest, I don't dare to call you your majesty."
The high priest pointed out something: "Since His Majesty Aotian has proclaimed himself emperor in the Northern Territory, he naturally deserves this title."
Long Aotian did not continue to dwell on the title. But he accepted it calmly.
The high priest looked at Xiao Yifeng and asked: "The demon king went through all the trouble and took a detour to the demon temple, but what are your instructions? It's not just to see me, right?"
Xiao Yifeng went straight to the point: "Does the high priest know how to restore the demon clan's great damage?"
"Demon Lord, can you be more specific?" the high priest asked curiously.
"The inner elixir is shattered and returned to its original form, similar to the prodigy Lu Li of the Fox Clan." Xiao Yifeng explained.
The high priest frowned and said: "The Fox Clan has also found an old man before. There is little hope of recovery from this situation, and there is nothing we can do in the Demon Temple."
Xiao Yifeng couldn't help being extremely disappointed when he heard this, and said seriously: "There is really no way?"
"I do have a method, but it has to be practiced for a hundred years before it can be handed over to the Demon King after a hundred years." The high priest suddenly laughed.
Xiao Yifeng looked at the high priest thoughtfully, and then said in a deep voice: "Could this method of the high priest have something to do with him?"
The high priest didn't hide anything, he looked at Xiao Yifeng with a smile and seemed silent.
"This is my repayment to the Demon Lord."
Xiao Yifeng bowed solemnly and said, "Don't worry, High Priest, I will remember the agreement between you and me."
He knew that this so-called high priest of secret magic should pay a huge price, otherwise he would not be so hesitant.
When the high priest got the answer he wanted, he suddenly remembered something, took out a jade slip and handed it to Xiao Yifeng and said with a smile: "I almost forgot about this."
Xiao Yifeng took the jade slip with some curiosity and said, "This is it?"
"It's a message slip sent from the Qinghuqiu Fox Clan. It seems that the Demon Lord has been expected to come here." The high priest said with a smile.
Xiao Yifeng quickly picked up the jade slip and took a look. Sure enough, it was the girl Rou'er who had sent him a message.
The summons said that Ming Zun sent someone to find her and that she was currently recovering from her injuries in Qinghu Qiu.
Finally, it was mentioned casually that Xiao Yifeng could come to see her if he was free.
It turned out that after Rou'er broke free from the restraints, she rushed to the Star Temple as soon as possible.
As a result, she had just arrived at the Star Realm when she received the news that something had happened to Xiao Yifeng in Wentian Sect, and she couldn't help but feel regretful.
She knew that Xiao Yifeng would most likely not return to the Star Temple from the Holy Fire Kingdom, so she ran to Qinghu Hill again.
Although she broke out of the soul cage arranged by Mingzun, her soul was seriously injured.
Now that the rice was ready for cooking, she chose wisely to return to Qinghuqiu to recuperate her body and avoid running around and missing Xiao Yifeng.
Although Rou'er believed that if Xiao Yifeng came back from the demon clan, he would definitely look for her.
But to be on the safe side, she still sent a subpoena to the Demon Temple, asking the high priest to deliver it to Xiao Yifeng if he met him.
