After hearing the three treasures, the Lord of the Immortal Palace hidden behind the screen took a moment before replying,
"The demonic fire of hundreds of sins can certainly burn the demonic thoughts, purify the demonic will, and improve oneself. However, this fire is condensed by the hundreds of sins in the world. The fire is rare and it is an inferior demonic intention. Use this fire to practice, A big hindrance.
The Tianchi Dapeng is the overlord of ferocious beasts. As an adult Dapeng has the strength of a supreme master. His blood is precious. Unfortunately, using this blood to improve his qualifications will definitely be limited and his achievements will not be high.
As for the Heavenly Spider Demon Transformation Technique, it is the secret martial art of the Demon Lord Palace, reaching the master directly. Unfortunately, the Spider Demon can only be ranked in the 70th position in the Demon Lord Palace's Hundred Demon Diagram, and its power is limited. "
The Lord of the Immortal Palace was very familiar with the treasures of the three sects mentioned by Wei Qi, and even commented on their shortcomings one by one.
Meng Zhao knew this very well. If not, how could Gu Sinan and Yun Fei deliver it?
"Tell me, these three treasures shouldn't be Tuntian's private collection, right?"
Wei Qi was startled, with a look of horror on his face, his eyes widened, and his acting skills were slightly exaggerated and he said,
"The Palace Master has a keen eye. These three treasures were actually the treasures that the traitor among them handed over to the villain after the internal strife in the Demon Lord's Palace. In order to find a backer, the villain selected the treasures from them. However, this was also the Daozi's order. The villain is really It’s so helpless!”
A soft snort came from behind the screen. The sound was not very loud, but it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, exploding in the hearts of Wei Qi and Meng Zhao, causing both of them to feel uneasy at the same time.
Wei Qi was afraid that the demon master would go crazy, vent his anger on himself, and take the blame for Tuntian Daozi, so he hurriedly explained.
If this matter was really what he had endured from beginning to end, that would be fine. But when choosing the treasure, he was worried about Gu Siman and Yun Fei, so he could only choose some second-rate treasures, which seemed to be a lack of sincerity.
And for a demon master like the Lord of the Bishui Immortal Palace, who is extremely powerful and wealthy, sometimes all he cares about is this little bit of face. If people don't give him face, he might kill someone.
No matter how conceited Wei Qi was, no matter how superstitious he was about the power of the Heaven Devouring Eclipse Sun Dharma, he would not dare to resist in front of the Demonic Master.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to pull Tuntian Daozi out as a shield to prevent himself from suffering.
Of course, the facts are indeed like this. Wei Qi did not lie, but while stating the facts, he concealed a few pieces of information.
Meng Zhao was worried that if the transaction failed, it would be difficult to intercept Tian Daozi's Hu. If it failed this time, there would be no next chance.
For a time, not only the two of them, but also the two handsome men and women who were waiting on the screen, the senior brother of the Immortal Palace, were also as silent as stone under the huge pressure of their master, and they did not even dare to breathe too loudly.
After a while, the voice of the Lord of the Immortal Palace came from behind the screen,
"Forget it, I should have known that Tun Tian was not a good person. He would cheat and cheat, and he would do anything. Now, it is not unusual to borrow flowers to offer sacrifices to demons. Just these three items. I won't embarrass you, a little person. Ah Ping, put the things away. Down."
After the words fell, the woman standing quietly by the screen floated forward, and with a wave of her hand, the cloth bag held by Wei Qi in both hands, together with the three treasures, disappeared and fell into the woman's hands.
Wei Qi was not surprised but overjoyed, and breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as the other party accepted the things, half of the matter would be over.
Sure enough, after a fumbling sound came from behind the screen, a small porcelain bottle was thrown out from behind the screen, with cyan texture and snow-white background, and said,
"What's inside is what Tuntian wants. You can take it back to him."
But there was no nonsense at all, and naturally no information was revealed.
Meng Zhao felt itchy in his heart. What on earth was this? It was so mysterious that it gave people a headache.
Wei Qi felt a big stone fall in his heart and felt much relieved. He glanced at Meng Zhao vaguely, put the porcelain bottle into his sleeves respectfully, cupped his fists and said,
"In this case, I would like to thank the palace master and take my leave."
He really hoped that the master would give him some advice, but unfortunately, he was under too much pressure here and could not stay at ease. In addition, the demonic master obviously had no interest in him, so he naturally did not want to annoy others.
Meng Zhao was about to leave with Wei Qi when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind the screen, "Wait!"
Wei Qi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know where he had exposed himself. He secretly thought that he was dead now. He colluded with Meng Zhao to defraud the treasure. If this matter was really leaked, it would be difficult to die because he was afraid that he would have to experience a lot of pain that would be worse than death. Torture.
"Palace Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Although he was frightened, frightened, and even a little desperate, he would not give up until the last moment, so he forced a smile and asked.
"You can leave, but the man next to you has to stay. I have something to ask him."
Wei Qi's mind went blank. What does this mean?
His mission was completed, could Meng Zhao want to stay here? What should I do with the poison on my body?
But then he thought about it, this poison was originally invented and manufactured by Demon Lord Palace, and the detoxification method was taught to Meng Zhao by Gu Simonan. With Gu Simonan here, his life was safe.
When I thought of this, an idea arose, if Meng Zhao died here, it might not be a bad thing.
Therefore, without any hesitation or pause, he cupped his hands and gave Meng Zhao a look that seemed helpless but actually gloating, and hurriedly walked out of here, eager to breathe the fresh and natural air outside.
Meng Zhao was left alone, and his mind was full of doubts. He didn't know if there was another reason or if there was a flaw somewhere.
Then I heard the Lord of the Immortal Palace ask,
"What's your name and where are you from?"
"Back to the Palace Master, I am Bi Yanye, who was born in the Demon Lord Palace, but Ye Huan went against the grain and stirred up disputes among the sects. I couldn't stand what he did, so I left. Now I plan to join the Human Way and follow Taoist Tuntian.
I don’t know, the palace master called me, but what do you want to give me? "
Meng Zhao replied calmly and calmly, no abnormality was revealed, and the true energy in his body curled up into a pill in his dantian, moving slowly and inwardly like a nebula, without releasing the slightest breath.
Between the eyebrows, Emperor Yu's battle armor completely concealed the majestic and domineering star power of Ziwei Star. Even in front of Zhang Tianshi, he probably couldn't tell that Meng Zhao was ordered by Ziwei to take care of him.
"Bi Yanye? Fake name, you are not from the Demon Lord Palace, and you are not dissatisfied with Ye Huan.
In this short sentence, not a single word is true, but it is very thick-faced and dark-hearted.
Do you know where your flaws are? "
Cold sweat broke out on Meng Zhao's back, and his whole back was wet. He was really frightened by the astonishing words of the Lord of the Immortal Palace.
However, he was determined and mentally strong, so he recovered quickly and thought to himself.
Did the Lord of the Bleeding Water Immortal Palace really see through my disguise, or was he just threatening and deceiving me with lies?
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
