"Lamp-Lighting is a realm. Since it is called a lamp, it is naturally inseparable from the word lamp oil."
Elder Cheng twisted his beard and said, "If the lamp oil is sufficient, the fire will be bright; if the lamp oil is dry, the fire will be extinguished."
"Commander Bai's current situation is that the lamp oil has run out and the wick has turned to ashes. If he wants to rekindle his extinguished inner fire, the reason is simple. It's nothing more than..."
Elder Cheng stretched out a finger and lightly touched his heart.
"Come on."
Jiang Yuechu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Add more fuel?"
"That's right." Elder Cheng smiled bitterly, "It's just that this oil is an extraordinary oil. If you want to repair the broken foundation and reverse the already doomed Karma, ordinary things, even if you eat a lot, it is just a drop in the bucket."
Jiang Yuechu was silent for a moment and asked, "Since this is said, then there must be such a thing in this world."
Elder Cheng nodded, then shook his head.
"The world is so vast and full of wonders. All things are created to nourish people. How come there are no such things that overwhelm the heaven and earth?"
"It's just..."
The old man sighed, his tone full of helplessness.
"Most of them are just a few strokes in the fragments of ancient books. Whether they are true or false is still unknown."
Speaking of this, Elder Cheng paused, his eyes suddenly became deep, and he looked towards the distant west.
"However, there is one thing that does indeed exist."
"What?"
"Cold Jade Udumbara."
Elder Cheng slowly spit out these four words: "It is rumored that this object is the essence of ten thousand years of black ice, which gathered the earth's veins Spiritual Qi and took thousands of years to take shape."
"When the flowers bloom, the wind and snow for hundreds of miles around suddenly stop, and the fragrance is astonishing."
"This item has a miraculous effect in healing wounds, especially for injuries where the soul is damaged and the foundation is shaken... it also has the ability to revive dead trees and revive them."
Jiang Yuechu's eyes flashed slightly.
Ten Thousand Years of Xuanbing, Earth Vein Spiritual Qi.
It sounds like a good thing.
If he could get it, he might be able to save the old man in front of him.
Just...
Seeing Elder Cheng's hesitant expression, Jiang Yuechu probably guessed something.
"At Demon Court?"
Elder Cheng nodded, looking bitter.
"Exactly."
"This is Demon Race's most precious treasure, how can we give it away so easily?"
The voice fell.
The surroundings fell into silence.
Lu Qinghou and Gu Wanlan, being in the realm of Mountain-Viewing, have excellent hearing, so naturally they heard some of these words.
But...
I know there is help.
But he couldn't be saved.
This is even more despairing than knowing that you will die from the beginning.
To snatch this kind of treasure from the hands of Demon Court is tantamount to pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth.
Although Demon Court was seriously injured in the previous war with Great Tang.
But why couldn't he destroy the other party?
It's not because the other party also has Demon Saint in charge.
With the current national strength of Great Tang, is it really going to get to that point...
"Cough... cough cough..."
A violent cough broke the silence.
Bai Yulou slowly opened his eyes. "No need."
"I am an old man who has lived for more than 600 years. I am old enough to go to the dragon's pond and tiger's den for a dying man like me..."
Bai Yulou shook his head, his eyes swept over Lu Qinghou and Gu Wanlan, and finally landed on Jiang Yuechu.
"Not worth it."
"Great Tang These are troubled times. You are all good young people. Don't go into that dangerous situation for me. If it is because of me, any one of you will be damaged..."
"Even if I'm under Jiuquan, how can I have the nerve to see Master..."
Say it.
The old man closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to say any more.
Why doesn't he want to live?
Don't you want to see this great river and mountains anymore, don't you want to see these disciples go further?
Just...
The price is too high.
It was so big that his broken body couldn't bear it.
Jiang Yuechu was thinking quietly.
Demon Court...
I want to make another copy of Inner Landscape of the level <Great Wilderness Four Fiends Mountain-Suppressing Scroll>.
The required Dao Cultivation is probably an astronomical number.
Just relying on these scattered Demons in Great Tang, can we fight until the end of the Year of the Monkey?
In this case...Demon Court should be a good leveling point.
With the fall of Demon Saint.
The evil atmosphere entrenched in Luling and even the entire West Jiangnan Circuit disappeared in an instant.
Several urgent documents were tied to the legs of the letter eagle, and they took off from Luling, transformed into Streak of Light, and flew everywhere.
There are a few Great Demon suppressed.
The remaining shrimps, soldiers and crab generals are just a piece of loose sand.
There is no need for those Mountain-Viewing Realm bosses to take action.
West Jiangnan Circuit Demon Suppression Bureau, who had freed his hands, had red eyes at this moment, howling and pounced on Demon, who was running away.
I have been suppressed for so long and so many people have died.
Now it's finally time for reckoning.
As for the rest of the troops who rushed to help, they were not idle in line with the principle of coming as they came.
Slaughter a few blind Demon and earn some merit, which is also considered as helping out.
Changsha Commandery.
A snow-white falcon swooped down from the southern sky like an arrow from a string.
You Wujiang's eyes lit up, his body rose up, and he grabbed Xin Falcon.
"Coming!"
He unfolded the secret letter and scanned it with his eyes.
The next moment.
His body suddenly stiffened.
"What's wrong?"
Gongsun Lan noticed something was wrong and stood up suddenly.
You Wujiang said nothing.
He just stared blankly at the south, his lips trembling, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Gongsun Lan's heart sank, and she snatched the letter paper from his hand.
"Luling great victory."
"Demon Saint Huiyue, fallen."
In just a few words, the mountain that had been weighing on Great Tang's heart for hundreds of years was finally lifted away today.
Gongsun Lan took a long breath and was about to smile.
But as his eyes moved down the ink mark, the smile that just appeared suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth.
"Demon Suppression Bureau Commander-in-Chief Bai Yulou, Lamp-Lighting are all extinguished, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry..."
Gongsun Lan slowly raised his head and looked at the equally pale You Wujiang.
Both of them were silent.
For the people of the Demon Suppression Bureau, Bai Yulou is more than just a name.
Since the founding of Grand Ancestor, Demon Suppression Bureau has been an iron wall for Great Tang.
And Commander-in-Chief is the backbone that supports the iron wall.
Although Demon Saint has been eliminated now, the price... is too heavy.
Looking at today's Great Tang Demon Suppression Bureau, most of the older generation are wasting their time in the realm of Mountain-Viewing. Except for Bai Yulou, it seems that no one can step into the realm of Lamp-Lighting.
Although there were people like Lu Qinghou in the Mesozoic Era, they were still trapped in Mountain-Viewing, and there were still several years to go before Heart Lamp could be ignited.
As for the younger generation...
She glanced at You Wujiang in front of her, and then thought of the world-famous Miss Gu Family...
It's true that they are all geniuses.
If you give them time, they may not be able to hold up the sky.
But now...
Too early.
Gongsun Lan was about to open his mouth to comfort, but saw another line of words behind it.
Squinted until the end.
Gongsun Lan couldn't help but curse:
"What the hell? What the hell?! This... this..."
Although it is only a short two lines, it is more shocking than all the previous sentences put together.
[The one who beheaded Demon Saint, Grand Princess Zhaoyue.]
[With the situation of Mountain-Viewing, counterattack Lamp-Lighting!]