Fairy Cultivator took the script of White Moonlight after pairing with salted fish

Chapter 196 Lord of the Sanctuary, Ancestor of Demons

"Have Qingwu ever heard of Sanctuary?"

Wan Qi Linfeng asked.

The word sanctuary reminded Ji Qingwu of a portrait she saw in the magic palace in her previous life.

Ji Qingwu murmured softly, "The lord of the sanctuary, the ancestor of all demons."

"what!"

She bumped into the back of the man who stopped in front of her.

Wan Cheng Linfeng turned around and looked at her with a surprised expression, "Where did you see that?" He asked.

Ji Qingwu rubbed her red forehead, and when Wan Cheng Linfeng saw her movement, guilt flashed across his eyes, he pulled her hand down, tapped the red mark with his fingertips, and then the red The imprint disappeared.

"But better?" he asked.

Ji Qingwu nodded, "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Where did you read that sentence you just said?" He asked, holding her arm.

Because the man's strength is really strong, Ji Qingwu frowned, and looked at him with a little urgency, not knowing why, "In the magic palace."

Ji Qingwu told the truth.

In her previous life, she was a Demon Lord for the first time, and saw that painting in the underground secret room of the Demon Palace.

The person in the portrait is a woman, but the facial features are not outlined. Even so, the figure on the portrait alone is enough to confirm that she is a great beauty.

The big beauty is stepping on a magic lotus with ten thousand petals, holding a small sparrow in her right hand.

Eight characters are mentioned in the lower right corner of the painting: the Lord of the Sanctuary, the ancestor of all demons.

"Hmm." Wan Qilinfeng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he let go of Ji Qingwu's arm, turned around and continued walking.

I don't know if it's Ji Qingwu's delusion, it seems... the master's back looks a little lost.

Lost?

If you blink again, you still have the illusion of the last second.

Ji Qingwu kicked out the messy thoughts in her head.

She frowned and rubbed her arms.

Not surprisingly, the forearm under the clothes must have been pinched red.

What to do with so much effort.

"Lord of the sanctuary, ancestor of all demons."

The voice of the man repeating these words came from the front, and Ji Qingwu stopped rubbing her arms lightly.

Wan Qi Linfeng suddenly changed the subject: "Qingwu, I will send you to the center of the lake as a teacher. When will you form the golden core, and when will you be able to come out."

Ji Qingwu looked up, only to find that after they passed through the bamboo forest, there was a lake that could not be seen at a glance. There was a dark spot in the middle of the lake, which should be a small island.

She clearly remembered that the hill adjacent to the small courtyard could also see the border, and at this moment, there was such a wide lake in the hill, which was enough to see the mystery of it.

"What about Master?" Ji Qingwu asked.

"I'm waiting for you here as a teacher." Wan Qi Linfeng tilted his head and smiled softly.

His gaze passed across her arm that was pinched by him just now, and it was fleeting.

Wan Cheng Linfeng: "Go, don't be impatient."

After he finished speaking, Ji Qingwu only felt a gentle force lift her up, and then instantly pushed her away.

Wan Qi Linfeng's figure disappeared from her sight, and when she reappeared, she was already standing on the island in the middle of the lake.

The area of ​​the island in the center of the lake is not large, it can even be said to be very small, it can only accommodate three or five people sitting cross-legged.

If it is true, as Wan Qi Linfeng said, the aura and devil energy here are intertwined and extremely strong, and it is most suitable for her who is cultivating together with immortals and demons.

Ji Qingwu thought for a while, then immersed herself in the practice.

lake shore
Wan Qi Linfeng also sat down cross-legged.

Following his movements, the small string of wind chimes in front of the skirt rang.

He raised his left hand, and on the island in the middle of the lake, Ji Qingwu's right arm sleeve was windless and automatic.

(End of this chapter)