The journey was calm and uneventful. Under the leadership of the Immortal Palace disciples, everyone arrived at the most majestic palace among the peak palaces.
The door is open, and there are ear windows on all sides of the hall to absorb the aura from all directions. The fan door is green, the window edge is gilded, and engraved with magic patterns. On the top of the high and broad hall, thirty-two bead curtains are hung, seven meters long. The pearls are as big as a fist, of excellent quality and quality. They bloom brightly and shine like stars at night, shrouding the hall in a magnificent and mysterious atmosphere.
This bead curtain alone is already a rare treasure in the world. Not only is the material itself special and precious, but the craftsmanship of the person who made it is also extremely ingenious and exquisite. It makes ordinary bead curtains produce a scene like the sun, moon and stars in the sky. It can be said to be the work of a master. .
Not only that, there are many famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of this hall, some of which even contain the true charm of martial arts. The most precious colored sesame oil lamps are lit on the inside of the hollow walls, and even the most ordinary floor is made of Cut from huge pieces of jade, the surface is as smooth as a mirror, the texture is thick, and the cost is high.
It can be said to be extremely luxurious and magnificent. After entering the palace, many people were immediately dazzled by the flashes, almost thinking that they had arrived at the mansion of some prince or noble.
Of course, the vast majority of people are determined and take property very lightly. All kinds of precious treasures are just appearances and they don't take them seriously.
Behind the two horned dragon pillars in the north of the main hall, three adjoining jade platforms were temporarily built and cast. One is black, one is plain white, and one is bright yellow. There are desks on them. Although they are empty and no one is there, they arouse people's imagination.
There is no doubt that this is the position of the three masters. When they think about meeting the three martial arts masters, the eyes of those who enter the palace shine with excitement, their cheeks turn red, and they can't help themselves, even Meng Zhao.
Their seats were arranged to a high standard, with desks and three-inch-thick cushions placed on the jade platform. There were prepared water, snacks, and an incense burner exuding a touch of sandalwood on the desk.
The seats of Meng Zhao and others are also carefully arranged. People who are familiar with each other sit close to each other, about one and a half meters apart. Meng Zhao is in the second row and the third row, close to the jade platform in the center.
After everyone sat down, they didn't dare to make any noise. They just whispered among people who knew each other, or communicated through sound transmission.
Niu Dali sent a message to Meng Zhao,
"Brother, look to the right. This sinister person like Wei Ning is very good at sneaking into the enemy's camp. Now he is having a heated fight with Fu Zeguang. I wonder if there is some conspiracy. You should be careful later."
When Meng Zhao heard this, he looked in the direction Niu Dali was pointing. Sure enough, he saw Wei Ning talking and laughing freely with a young man in his twenties and seventies. The relationship seemed to be very good, and his heart was moved.
At this time, Wei Ning changed from her previous penetrating image. She was shrouded in a wide black robe, which made her look a little bloated. I guess all the poisonous insects on her body were hidden in the black robe, but after all, she had done some face-saving work. He also didn't want the three major martial arts masters to have any bad opinions about him.
After all, the surface engineering of the Five Poison Sect members has always been poor, and the strong masters are unscrupulous. If you don't like it and find it disgusting, I will crush you to death and your death will be in vain.
The young man next to him has a pair of sharp and bright eyes like an eagle, which is very eye-catching. His facial features can only be regarded as regular, but his thin lips are pursed, giving people a sense of aloofness, which immediately changes his temperament and makes people unnatural. A head shorter than him.
Meng Zhao's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he played with the jade beads in his hand, slowly twirling them, and uttered three words in his mouth:
"Fu Zeguang."
He had never heard of this person in the past, and he was unknown in the martial arts world of Zhengdao.
It was only after coming to Bishui Immortal Palace and communicating with other evil demon masters that I learned about his reputation.
This person was born as a casual cultivator, but he is suspected of having some kind of special physique and extremely high talent for practicing. No matter what kind of martial arts, he can master it as soon as he learns it, and he can even draw inferences about other cases. People don’t know.
This person really became successful after participating in the Demonic Association of the Bleeding Water Immortal Palace. He was favored by the Lord of the Immortal Palace, promoted, and was given a magic scripture. After practicing, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. In just a few years, he became an innate person. , and is still brave and diligent, and is now a martial artist at the level of Qi.
His Hundred Ghosts Xuangang, known as the sect of the side sect, absorbs the ghost energy of Xuanyin, has the ability to be protected by hundreds of ghosts, and is invulnerable to all methods.
There are even rumors that it can withstand a blow from a strong master. As for whether it is true or not, no one knows, but the reputation is known.
Therefore, not only was this person highly skilled in martial arts, but he also had some kind of close connection with the Lord of the Immortal Palace, which was definitely not comparable to that of Jichang. No wonder Niu Dali felt depressed as well.
I don’t know how Wei Ning met Fu Zeguang and even became vague friends. This is really abnormal.
Not to mention that Wei Ning plotted against Ji Chang, Meng Zhao had arranged for Wei Qi and Zheng Que to spread the news. His reputation was completely stink on the streets, and he was lucky not to be shouted at by everyone.
Wei Ning's own origins in the Five Poison Sect and his narrow and vicious temperament alone made people shun him. Fu Zeguang faced the difficulties and didn't know what his intentions were.
Of course, Meng Zhao only paid a little attention and then averted his eyes.
His physique is now fully awakened, he practices diligently every day, accumulates cultivation, and is not far away from reaching the Gang level through Qi training.
Furthermore, the Dutian Yulong Ziwei Emperor Sutra technique is infinitely mysterious, broad and profound, and he has gained a deep understanding of it, which has made an even greater leap in his own improvement.
In terms of strength alone, he can already look down upon the innate. There may still be a slight gap between him and Tiantian Daozi, but it is not far away. After all, what he has learned has already accommodated one-fifth of the Heaven-Devouring Eclipse Technique. For him, The understanding is quite deep, and it’s hard to say who will win if we actually take action.
Not to mention, not long ago, I suddenly realized a magical skill, studied the secrets of heaven, earth and man, and made a qualitative leap in fighting martial arts, and my combat power increased.
If you add the Ziyuan Dragon Body, Emperor Yu's armor, the Divine Mirror, etc., it will simply be bullying and beating children.
Therefore, not to mention one Fu Zeguang, even three or five, are not considered in his eyes. It is true that his vision and mind have entered another level.
However, his previous gaze caught Fu Zeguang's attention. He looked at him as if he had thought of something. In addition, Wei Ning beside him added jealousy, with a cold expression and a bit of hostility.
When Niu Dali saw this, he secretly spat, and he and Zheng Que started talking bad about Wei Ning and Fu Zeguang.
Meng Zhao ignored these and looked around, seemingly curious about everything, like a novice, but in fact he was searching for someone, but unfortunately found nothing.
"Sure enough, Zhao Hun changed his appearance and blended into the crowd. It was difficult to spot him. If not for the sudden appearance of his spiritual sense and Xiao Jiu's search for the scent, which proved it beyond doubt, he might not even have known that this old friend was here with him."
"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.
