After hearing the words "Guan Changchong", Zhou Ji held the wine glass to his lips for a moment before drinking it all. It turned out to be him - back then, he furiously killed the black dragon with his dragon-slaying knife. Before his death, Guan Ao used his last magical power, transformed into thousands of monsters, and sent out the "blood fetuses", leaving a slim chance for a comeback. However, the black dragon's physical body is gone, its soul is lost, and its blood fetus is always reincarnated. It cannot fully awaken the black dragon's bloodline and become a heavenly demon. At best, it is only a powerful demon, which is nothing to worry about. The two henchmen beside it, whose bodies were full of ulcers, must be Yin Mobei and Sheng Jingwei. It was fate that they were still alive after living for such a long time. That Yin Mobei is known as the real Mobei, the founder of Kunlun. He is a thief when he is old and does not die. Sheng Jingwei is the former master of the Fenglei Palace of Taiyi Sect. He has the five-smoke virtual spirit flag, the trapping dragon pillar, the twenty-four orifice Bodhi whip, and the gluttonous swallowing technique. , What a good life, Chu Ge and Lu Wei suffered a big loss at the hands of the two of them, so it is not unfair.
The Rakshasa girl peeked at his expression and realized that the master knew the origin of Guan Changchong clearly and obviously didn't take it to heart. She smiled bitterly and said: "After the city was broken, monsters were slaughtered. We all became birds and beasts and scattered. The slave family escaped by chance. It's hard to say... Guan Changchong saw the kindness of the past and let the slave family go. The slave family has been wandering around in the wilderness for a thousand years. , wandering around, accidentally came to Fuhu Mountain and settled down. The nearby monsters came one after another, and he became the king of the mountain. He reversed the word "Rakshasa" and called himself "Shaluo", which accumulated a lot of money. power……"
She paused and then said: "Master, the demon clan has long been the master of this world. The monks have been in ruins for thousands of years. They have been repeatedly killed and the sect's inheritance has been cut off. Except for a few loose cultivators hiding in the mountains and old forests, The rest were eradicated and eaten by the monsters. The remaining ordinary people were reduced to blood food in captivity. They were scattered in villages of all sizes, eating up everything, and then moved some to continue to be kept in captivity, just like livestock. Guan Changchong even dug up a A high city was built in the tiankeng as deep as the earth's veins, and millions of men and women were imprisoned for them to devour. Most of the other monsters followed suit, so the human race was not extinct."
Zhou Ji waved his hand, indicating that she should stop there and stop talking. He played with the wine glass, pondered for a long time, and said: "Dongming City was attacked by Guan Changchong. Where did the flying swords left by the Kunlun sword cultivators fall?"
The Rakshasa girl thought for a while and said: "On the day the city was destroyed, people were panicked. Sword cultivators fled in all directions. They walked as fast as they could. If any flying swords were left behind, they would probably fall into the hands of Guan Changchong."
"Where is Guan Changchong now?"
The Rakshasa girl said: "Everyone knows this. It is practicing hard in the Tiankeng earth veins and rarely shows up. Does the master want to see it?"
Zhou Ji didn't hide anything from her, nodded and said, "But I'm looking for a flying sword, so I have to ask."
The Rakshasa girl thought to herself that Guan Changchong hated the monks in this world and hated him so much that he would go to the tiankeng. It would be futile to rely on words alone. This master did not seem to be an eloquent person. He probably planned to beat Guan Changchong. After she was convinced, she asked again... The guru came from the upper world, and he would naturally return to the upper world in the future. If she could get him to help her a little... to help her a little... she saw a glimmer of possibility, her heart suddenly became hot, and she smiled. : "The master wanted to look for a flying sword, but I got one here. Isn't it like the master's Dharma vision?"
Zhou Ji put down the wine glass and said, "Oh, bring it here and let me have a look."
The Rakshasa girl asked her master to wait for a moment, got up and went to the depths of the cave. After a moment, she turned back, held a flying sword in her hands, and presented it respectfully.
Zhou Ji picked it up in his hand, took a few glances, and recognized it to be the Broken Dragon Sword of the Xiandu Sect. It had been a long time since he saw it, and he was filled with emotion. After drinking three glasses of wine in a row, the past suddenly came to his mind. The Rakshasa girl was so perceptive that she smiled and said: "If Master does not dislike it, I will be bold enough to offer this sword to Master."
Zhou Ji stretched out two fingers and pinched the Broken Dragon Sword up and down. After a brief refinement of his true essence, there was a "buzz" sound, and a bright sword light burst out. The Rakshasa girl was caught off guard and raised her hand subconsciously. Blocking it in front of my eyes, I felt the coldness rushing towards my face, blowing my hair and breaking it, which was unstoppable.
"This sword is called 'Broken Dragon' and is hidden by the branch of Kunlun. Although it is not a good and famous sword, it can still be used. Forget it, I will rest here for one night and then leave for the Tiankeng tomorrow to have a meeting. It will be a long-term insect."
The Rakshasa girl asked: "The Tiankeng is far away from the hometown of Dongming City, and the road is far away. The slave family is willing to lead the way for the master. We will do our best to serve him."
Zhou Ji glanced at her and said with a smile: "Do you want to return to the upper world?"
The Rakshasa girl gritted her teeth, knelt down on her knees, and said tremblingly: "Please help me, Master." She has stayed in this world for thousands of years. Although she has no worries about her longevity, she suffers from the thinness of her vitality and her cultivation has never been able to break through. If she can turn around, Realm, even if he returns to Wei Shiqi's command and is driven by him, it is better than being trapped in this cage of heaven and earth.
Zhou Ji thought for a moment, and it was not difficult to carry one more person through the torrent of time. This Rakshasa girl was very charming and charming, and she was also quite skillful in singing songs of silence. She stayed by her side to take care of her, which saved a lot of effort. Then he patted her shoulder and said, "That's okay, I'll give you a chance."
The Rakshasa girl was overjoyed, her eyes and brows were filled with the feeling of spring, she was pouring wine and serving dishes, and she was flattering. Zhou Ji had one cup on the left and one on the right. After drinking until he was seven or eight points drunk, he asked for food. This stumped the Rakshasa girl. Monsters were rampant in Fuhu Mountain, and they drank blood while eating human hair. Eating a handful of people was a delicacy. There was no staple food like rice. A little demon who was waiting nearby thought quickly and finally found some cassava roots, steamed a large plate and presented it to Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji tasted a few, and the Rakshasa girl secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he ate deliciously.
After Zhou Ji was full of wine and food, he went to the Rakshasa girl's bedroom and fell asleep. Within a moment, he was snoring like thunder. The Rakshasa girl didn't dare to disturb her, so she called two little demons to wait outside and serve tea and water without any mistakes. Then she left the cave and went to the front mountain of Fuhu Mountain to clean up the mess.
As soon as he showed up, several generals under his command came forward to see him and hesitantly inquired about the fat Taoist priest's origins. The Rakshasa girl put on a serious face and coldly scolded them, ordering them to keep silent and not to mention it again. But Zhou Ji came to Fuhu Mountain and convinced the Sand Demon King. Everyone knew about it, and how could he hide it from anyone? It was just a cover-up. However, she never expected that the news would spread so fast, and in the blink of an eye, there would be people from the past An acquaintance has arrived.
At dusk, the rays of light fell on Fuhu Mountain. A woman came alone along the mountain road. Her clothes were as white as snow, her hair was like clouds, and her eyebrows were like a painting. Among the monsters on the mountain, no one dared to step forward to stop her. The Rakshasa girl saw her from a distance. Her figure caused headaches, and they knew each other well, so she couldn't help but avoid seeing them. How could she explain that guru to her?
Troubles were troubles, she was inferior in terms of qualifications and magical powers, so the Rakshasa girl had no choice but to put on a serious expression, frowning slightly, and thinking about countermeasures in her mind. Under the gaze of those cold snake eyes, she could not hide her inner thoughts and always felt that she was being seen through by the other party. She hoped it was just an illusion. It is said that poison is the natural enemy of snakes, but that snake... was really unusual. She left the Demon Suppression Tower many years earlier than she did, many, many years earlier.
