Chapter 32: Tianmozong and Yipintang

   Chapter 32 Tianmozong and Yipintang

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  In the Demon Sect's Destiny Palace, Yun Feifei didn't know how many whips she had received. Her white jade-like skin was full of whip marks, and scarlet blood was running down her chest, hands and legs.

  The whip finally stopped.

   She groaned in pain, but still did not forget to say: "Thank you mother for your mercy."

   "Get dressed and come in."

   The shadow behind the red gauze moved her lips slightly, saying:

   "Tell me, what was it like when you saw Sha'er?"

  Yun Feifei picked up the obscene clothes and skirts one by one from the ground, endured the unspeakable pain on his skin, put on the **** clothes, and slowly walked into the red gauze account.

   lifted the red gauze.

   The residence of the master of the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect, has no majesty, but is more like the boudoir of a common woman.

  The window has a dressing table and a bronze mirror.

  She was standing in front of the bronze mirror, wearing a red dress, she brushed her hair with her hands, brushed it lightly, and looked at her face in the mirror.

   On the wall not far from the bronze mirror, there is a painting.

In the painting, the humanistic bone fairy style, the sword eyebrows are drawn into the temples, and he is dressed in a wide robe, which makes him more stalwart and taller than ordinary people. temperament.

   When anyone sees this painting, the first feeling that arises in their hearts is that they cannot look directly at it, just like the common people in the market see the emperor and immediately kneel down and kowtow.

   It's just a painting, but it has such a captivating magic power.

   Naturally, the person who painted it has extraordinary skill.

   In this world, only the demon queen Yun Shouxuan, who has studied the aura of heaven and demons, can transfer the illusory aura to a painting.

   The person in the painting was once the number one person in the world.

  Chen Canxuan.

   Yun Feifei was still in a trance even though he saw this painting every time he came in.

"Um?"

   As if not waiting for Yun Feifei's response, Yun Shouxuan raised his eyebrows slightly in front of the mirror and turned his head to look at Yun Feifei.

   Turning his head, he revealed the face of the Demon Queen, the head of the six masters of the Demon Sect.

   Her eyes are like lacquer, and the beauty is amazing. It seems that the years have not left any traces on her face. Compared with Yun Feifei, who is in her youth, she only seems to be two or three years older than her.

   Yun Feifei quickly replied: "Shadi is similar to you by three points, and the remaining seven points are like the man in the painting."

  Yun Shouxuan seemed to be startled for a moment, then he looked at the painting with his fine hair, and said:

   "Seven points like him, good things, good things."

   She asked again: "Then you can go to his grave, have you dug up his grave to see?"

   is amazing.

  Yun Feifei knelt down again and said with a look of fear: "I wanted to do this, but I was blocked by Shadi..."

   "You didn't dig up his grave to see it for me." Yun Shouxuan murmured, "That is to say, I still don't know if the person buried on the mountain is him."

   Yun Feifei asked boldly, "Mother, do you really think Chen Canxuan is not dead?"

   Yun Shouxuan turned to look at Yun Feifei.

  Yun Feifei immediately shut up and lowered his head, afraid to let out the air.

   Yun Shouxuan glanced at her, then approached the painting with a somber look, and reached out to touch it.

   said to himself to the painting:

   "You're dead? How could it be possible? Your skill is already number one in the world, and you've almost shattered the world. You're only fifty years old this year. As a martial artist, you're in your prime, how could you die?"

  Yun Feifei saw that her mother's mood was unstable again, and she struggled several times to comfort her.

   Yun Shouxuan seemed to be immersed in his own world, looking at Chen Canxuan on the painting, nervously said:

   "Are you really dead? Have you ever thought that after your death, Sha'er and I, the orphan and widowed mother, will be bullied by your opponents?"

   Yun Feifei did not dare to answer.

   I was gritting my teeth in my heart.

   The man in the painting was alive all his life, and he had not twenty women, but a dozen or so.

   There are so many women and you are not the only mother.

   The only person he cares about is his son, Chen Sha. For him, women are optional.

   Even if he is the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, there is nothing special in that person's heart.

   But she didn't dare to say these words at all.

   She is just the righteous daughter adopted by the suzerain.

   "Mother, at this age, Brother Sha has the ability to suppress the two elders, Liang Pang and me, and was not suppressed by Dao Yishan's luck at all. What's going on?" Yun Feifei could only change the subject.

   Yun Shouxuan combed his hair and said, "You don't need to worry about Sha'er, I'll make other plans."

Yun Feifei said: "However, if you don't have his holy blood lineage, mother, if you want to unify the devil's way and subdue the six major devils, then there will be no justifiable reasons. Over the years, I heard that Long Zaitian's "Magic Tribulation" Going a step further, it’s faint…”

   She whispered: "There are rumors in the magic martial arts that his cultivation has surpassed yours."

   "Dragon in the field..."

   Yun Shouxuan seemed to have heard a name that made her extremely unhappy, and there was a chill in his eyes:

"When he used your uncle Qingqing to cross the seventh floor of the Demonic Tribulation, my Heavenly Demon Sect had a life-and-death feud with him. Now that he has reached the eighth floor of the Demonic Tribulation, I am afraid he can already be ranked fifth in the world. ."

   glanced at Yun Feifei.

   "But don't worry, I'm going to Zhao State in two days, and I finally showed up after hiding from me for ten years."

   Yun Feifei was overjoyed: "I found him, doesn't it mean that you can..."

Yun Shouxuan continued to comb his hair: "If I find him, I can open the 'Asura Treasure Box' left by your ancestor, and then take out the last two volumes of "Tianmo Tactics" and the 'Missionary Devil's Courage', and unify the six demons. Just a matter of time."

   "When the time comes, I will personally go up a mountain and dig that grave to see if it's empty or if someone is really buried."

  Yun Feifei bit his lip and said, "Actually, there is only one great master, Shadi, on Daoyi Mountain. If you can take the time to go there in person,..."

Yun Shouxuan glanced at her and exhaled: "You don't know, there is one of his junior brothers on the mountain, although his skills are not as good as mine, but if he sees me going to dig a grave, with that old man's stupid personality, I'm afraid He would risk his life and explode his Qi Palace to stop me."

"That's why I asked you to lead only a few masters and quietly go to Daoyishan to see if you can steal Sha'er back, but now it seems that although Sha'er is far more powerful than expected, you made a mistake in decision-making. , is a bigger problem.”

   Yun Feifei did not dare to speak, bit his lip and bowed his head.

   But she had already been whipped, Yun Shouxuan no longer had any interest in punishing her, he just asked:

   "You went to Daoyishan this time, and you have an intersection with the new Yipintang, can you know the details of their power?"

"Go back to my mother, this hall was formed by a mysterious man named Gongziqing. At present, the organization has captured 60% of the masters on the celebrity list of Zhao and Yuan, and the main helm is located at the former site of Xianjian Mountain Villa. …”

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   Xianjian Villa.

   A hundred years ago, it was a giant force that shook the world. The owner of the villa became famous all over the world for casting swords. Every sword that came out of Xianjian Villa was matched with the top ten swordsmen in the world.

   There was such a rumor.

  If a swordsman in the world wants to become famous, he must first own a sword produced by Xianjian Villa.

   A hundred years ago, the owner of Xianjian Villa once forged a peerless sword. Once it was born, it had the ability to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own.

   As soon as this sword came out, it was once called "Xianjian" by martial arts people all over the world, and its name was Ling Xiao.

   On the day this sword was born, it attracted many martial arts people all over the world to fight for it, and the Xianjian Villa was razed to the ground. Later, this sword passed through many swordsmen.

   Today, this fairy sword is hung again in the former site of the former Xianjian Villa.

   It's just that this place is no longer called Xianjian Villa, but has a new name.

   Yipintang.

   It has been seven days since the Nine Extraordinary Monsters were wiped out on Daoyi Mountain.

   A goshawk finally flew here from Daoyi Mountain.

  It crossed the huge courtyard of the former Xianjian Villa, and its eyes reflected the rockery, gardens, and dozens of different courtyards that entered and exited. Finally, it landed on the Xiushan stone in the inner courtyard of Yipintang.

   "That's... a messenger goshawk raised by bronze hands?"

  A man in a white robe stepped forward and opened the copper ring at the foot of the goshawk. There was a piece of paper in it, with the scribbled words on it:

   "There is still a great congenital of the first grade on Daoyi Mountain. We will die here. I hope Young Master Qing will avenge us."

   (end of this chapter)