Qingming tried, but couldn't get the painting off. It looked like it was carved on a tombstone, but it wasn't. The painting was painted on an animal skin.
The animal skin was attached to the tombstone, but miraculously, it could not be removed.
At first he thought this was the Feixian Ling. Legend has it that the Feixian Ling was a token, but it was a painting, but it was obviously not the case.
That's why he didn't move, otherwise he would have destroyed the tombstone and taken the picture.
This picture must be some kind of treasure.
But it's different now. Yun Chuchu has also come in here, and a powerful monster is following her. Even if she wants to kill her, she has to take the painting away first, and then get out of here quickly.
As for his identity as a demon cultivator, haha... no one has discovered it for so many years, and no one will discover it in the future.
He is not afraid of Yun Chuchu exposing him. The most indispensable thing in the Saintess' Secret Realm is the formation. It is what she saw when she entered the illusion, and it is not real. No one will believe it if she tells it.
He was Tian Jifeng's disciple and a Mahayana monk. Tai Xuanzong couldn't bear to bear with him because of his shortcomings. How could he be suspicious of him and kill him? That was impossible.
After Qingming built himself up in his mind, he stared at the picture of a beautiful woman ascending, raised his palm, and struck the tombstone with one palm.
However, the tombstone withstood such a great force, and it did not even shake. It stood there unharmed, as if the palm of the clearing had not touched it just now.
Qingming was stunned and looked at the tombstone in surprise. This ordinary-looking tombstone turned out to be a treasure.
He stared at his palm. His powerful blow was so powerful that it could shake the sky in the spiritual world, but this inconspicuous tombstone was not damaged at all.
He wants to settle on this treasure.
So Qingming's palm was filled with strength and he struck the tombstone again.
One palm, two palms...
After ten palms.
Qingming simply doubted life and whether her power was really in the Mahayana stage. It wasn't fake. When she attacked Yun Chuchu, she escaped so lightly that she couldn't even shake a tombstone.
What's the point?
With his power, even if this tombstone was a sacred artifact, it would be impossible for it to remain intact under his violent bombardment.
Just when Qingming was staring at his palm, suddenly, thousands of rays of rays of light shot out from the painting, and the thousands of rays of rays of rays seemed to come alive, covering Qingming in an instant.
Qingming was pleasantly surprised, thinking that he had triggered this treasure. He immediately let go of his mind and body and enveloped himself in the glow, and even absorbed it.
"Um?"
Qingming was surprised that he couldn't absorb the glow.
This kind of rays of light is what the monks receive when they have passed the tribulation or ascended. This is a gift from heaven and a good thing. If the monks absorb this rays of light at that time, they will not only increase their cultivation, but also have The monks can also understand the rules from it.
But this ray of light couldn't be absorbed, and it also emitted a terrifying force that tightly wrapped him around him, making him unable to move.
Qingming was horrified.
"Who is so disrespectful to this fairy?"
Suddenly a cold female voice sounded, and then a shadow floated out from the painting and floated in front of Qingming's eyes. The woman's two beautiful eyes stared at him angrily.
Qingming was stunned by the scene in front of him. Looking at the goddess-like face, he forgot about the danger.
This is the soul of a female cultivator. The soul is not very solid, but it can be seen clearly that it is the same as the woman in the painting on the tombstone.
Although she feels a little hazy, her appearance is absolutely beautiful.
Yun Chuchu was a rare beauty, and this soul was even more beautiful than hers, so beautiful that it was outrageous.
This soul is exactly the ascended female cultivator in that painting.
Qingming swallowed and said quickly: "Senior, please forgive me. I didn't mean to offend."
Shenhun looked at Qingming for a while and said with disgust: "It turns out he is a demon. No wonder he can be rude to this fairy."
Qingming felt suffocated. This spirit was so powerful. He could actually tell that she was from the demon clan. Even the Mahayana monks in the spiritual world couldn't see her unless he used magic power.
His face was pale, and an unprecedented fear surged into his heart. This spirit seemed to be very powerful. She would not destroy him here.
He still has unfinished tasks.
Since ancient times, the right path and the evil path are incompatible. As long as the two paths meet, they will fight to the death.
"Senior, this junior is not a demon, he just practiced the demon's skills."
Qingming was covered in cold sweat and quickly quibbled.
There is a difference between demons and demon cultivators. Demons are a race. They are born in response to demonic energy, which is their origin.
It is an existence that is incompatible with the human race and will be punished by everyone who finds it.
Demonic cultivation is a human monk who has practiced the cultivation techniques of the demons. This is called demonic cultivation. It exists in the spiritual world and coexists with the spiritual world monks.
As long as the demonic cultivators don't cause trouble, Taoist cultivators will not have trouble with the demonic cultivators.
And he is a real demon. He was adopted by the human race since he was a child, and later mixed into the sect to provide the demon clan with information about the human race.
The demons exist somewhere in the spiritual world. In recent years, the number of demons has increased dramatically, and the territory and resources are not enough, so the demon king sends the newly born little demons to the human world.
In the past ten thousand years, the demons have infiltrated into the major forces and sects in the spiritual world, preparing for the demons to attack the human race and responding internally.
He didn't want this spirit to find out his true identity. Before, Yun Chuchu thought he was just a demon cultivator.
"This fairy believes you, you are still quibbling when you are about to die."
After Shenhun finished speaking, she waved her hand and instantly gathered the glow that enveloped Qingming, trapping Qingming as tightly as a cage.
Qingming felt a sense of suffocation, he couldn't breathe, and the glow was still draining the magic power from his body.
The skin on Qingming's back was numb. It was not the magic power in his dantian, but the original magic power in his body.
Once the original magic power is exhausted, will he still be a demon?
Qingming was so frightened that he struggled desperately, trying to throw off the restraints on his body.
But Shenhun watched him struggle coldly from the side, with a hint of cruelty on his lips.
As soon as the ten thousand rays of light appeared here, Yun Chuchu saw it in the distance, and she and Little Phoenix hurried over.
When they arrived, they saw this scene. Qingming was wrapped in a colorful cocoon, and he was protecting his neck with his hands and making cooing sounds. A person next to him looked at it as if he was watching a show. Doing a death struggle for Qingming Festival.
Yun Chuchu quickly stopped Little Phoenix, and the two of them immediately retreated.
This excitement is not good to watch.
"Huh? Someone came in again?"
As soon as Yun Chuchu and Xiao Fenghuang arrived, Shenhun saw the two of them.
Seeing that Yun Chuchu had been discovered, she stepped forward and came ten feet away from the soul. She saluted her and said, "Junior has met senior."
(End of chapter)
