Demon Realm, a place isolated from the world.
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant.
A strange city is located here. Its walls are unusually high, its streets are unusually wide, and its buildings - some of them are unusually huge, and some of them are about the same size as ordinary human buildings, and some are smaller. , buildings of different shapes.
The reason why this city looks like this is that its residents are not just humans.
On a street wide enough to accommodate five hundred people walking side by side, a group of rock shield beasts passed through the crowd and ran into a building next to the street. Immediately afterwards, the ground shook slightly, and an Earth Fierce Bear walked slowly from the intersection. Its huge body walked in the middle of the road. The monsters and human cultivators in front of it made way for it.
In the sky, three or two Azure Luans spread their wings and hovered, then landed on the top eaves of a tall building. Under the eaves, several people were sitting at a table. On the table were tea, spiritual fruits, and several plates of dishes and snacks. The dishes were all vegetarian dishes made from spiritual plants, and there was no trace of meat.
One of the people Xiu took a spiritual fruit, leaned out of the railing, and waved to a Azure Luan on the eaves. Tian Qingluan flew down and took the spiritual fruit from his hand. He skillfully took the opportunity to touch Tian Qingluan's smooth feathers and watched him fly away.
Outside the gate of a high-rise building, a pointed-eared rat "sits" on a small stool with slender legs. A small stall is set up in front of it. There are various gadgets on the stall, and it has its own The hair and claws that fall off regularly, there are also some materials from monster beasts collected from elsewhere, and there are also some fragments of ore and other goods.
A cultivator walked to the stall, pointed to a python skin shed by the Ghost Crown Poison Python, and then took out two middle-grade spiritual stones.
The pointed-eared spirit rat waved its front paws, and the monk thought for a moment before adding fifty low-grade spirit stones.
It squeaked, jumped onto the stall, and pushed the python skin in front of the monk.
The monk put the spiritual stone in a box on the stall and put away the python skin. When he turned around, he almost bumped into a strutting nightsaber ocelot. The cat swung its tail dissatisfiedly and moved an inch to the side.
The pointed-eared spirit rat jumped into the box filled with spirit stones, picked up a spirit stone in its paws and started chewing on it.
Yes, this is a place where humans and demons coexist peacefully.
However, it is worth noting that although they appear to be harmonious on the surface, some details reveal that things are not so harmonious on the inside. For example, when passing by a monster, some practitioners speed up their pace unconsciously, or when encountering a group of people practicing together, some monsters instinctively tighten their muscles. There are also those intentional or unintentional alienations, undisguised fears, and irremovable barriers. All kinds of clues indicate that whether they are human cultivators or monster beasts, they unconsciously want to be in the same place with each other.
Under a certain mandatory rule, both parties are trying their best to hide and suppress their negative thoughts about the other party, and carefully maintain the surface kindness and peace. No one dares to use violence. Every resident in this city knows that in the event of a conflict, a fate worse than death will await them.
The maker of this rule is currently standing on the east gate tower, looking at the scene in the city with a solemn expression.
A wisp of smoke-like cloud seemed to appear out of thin air, floating around the Yinshan Beast Emperor.
From the clouds and mist came an ethereal voice that was suddenly near and far away:
"This is the result of your experiment?"
Yinshan said nothing.
Beast God: "What is the meaning of peace born out of fear?"
Yinshan said calmly: "The meaning is that it is indeed a kind of peace."
The beast god's voice was slightly cold: "Using this method to create the world you want is really whimsical."
"If you really think it's a whim, you won't acquiesce in my absence from the war."
Yinshan's voice was always calm, like a city wall standing under his feet, with a reassuring heaviness.
The Beast God was silent for a while and said: "In this world, there is no absolutely neutral existence that can bring eternal fear to the world - not even I can do it."
Yinshan: "But you still have expectations."
The beast god was silent again.
After a long time, the Beast God brought up another topic:
"When you said to your subordinates that Li Chengkong would leave a back-up, was it based on evidence, or were you making up excuses?"
In the phoenix eyes, the light brown pupils moved slightly, and Yinshan finally looked at the wisp of clouds floating beside him.
"Are you scared?"
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The outskirts of Hanyu City.
In a forest, Yu Xian, Shu Pinghui, Huo Xiumao, Yin Xueze and Wu Yaochen gathered together to discuss strategies. Behind the group of people, lush vines were entangled between several large trees, forming a dense wall.
On the other side of the wall, He Zongtao was attaching something to Jing Yingrong's back. He held his breath and concentrated, and his spiritual power was integrated into the thing in his hand under the guidance of his spiritual consciousness, making subtle and precise adjustments to it.
The mirror reflected nothing, and white clouds covered the entire body except the back. Yun Luo and the three Taoist artifacts were put into the ring. She pinched her arm curiously. The originally round and tight jade arms had a thin layer of "muscles" that were firm yet flexible when pinched, and felt the same as real muscles. When she raised her arms with force, the muscles would swell slightly and become more muscular. hard.
Not only did her arms change, her shoulders also became wider, the joints of her hands became more obvious, her chest became flatter, her hips became narrower, and her legs were also covered with a thin layer of muscle.
And her face.
It's hard to tell exactly what has changed, but it is indeed a male face, and it is easy to see the shadow of her original appearance, so it is not a completely different face.
The only thing that remained unchanged was his height. Jing Yingrong's already tall figure saved He Zongtao a lot of effort.
From the outside, ignoring the unfinished last part of He Zongtao, what stands here is clearly a young man with a slender figure and a handsome face.
When Jing Yingrong was studying the changes in his appearance, Ji Shajian in the sea of consciousness said, "Do you know what your name is?"
Jing Yingrong: "Huh?"
Ji Sha Sword: "Shoot yourself in the foot."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Ji Sha Sword: "Referred to as retribution."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Ji Jie Bi said with a smile: "Sha, you said it wrong this time."
Ji Sha Jian: "Where did I go wrong?"
Ji Jie Bi: "Didn't you notice that she was in a good mood?"
Ji Sha Sword: "It seems like..."
Ji Jie Bi: "If she doesn't want to do this, who can force her to do it?"
After a brief silence, Ji Sha Jian suddenly realized: "You still think it's fun to write together?!"
Jing Yingrong said sincerely: "Yes."
The extremely evil sword is speechless.
Ji Yanzhu: "Mirror Mirror, this has no effect on your physical body, right?"
Jing Yingrong: "No."
He Zongtao's technique does not directly change the physical nature of a person, but only changes the appearance to a certain extent, leaving the inside almost unaffected - even if methods such as bone shrinkage and flesh shaping are used, it only affects the bones and body. External to the muscles.
"Phew - I'm really tired... but it's worth it!"
He Zongtao finally completed the last process and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fellow Taoist Mirror, please put on the clothes they prepared for you. Don't use your own magic weapon, and don't carry that sword on your back. It's so ugly."
Jing Yingrong responded while controlling the Jisha sword that almost rushed out of the ring.
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