The back mountain of Demon Emperor City is shrouded in a lingering thick fog all year round.
The huge clean pool is located in the center of the hinterland. The water in the pool is blood red, and bubbles are rolling. As soon as you get closer, a strong smell of blood mixed with Demonic Qi hits your face.
Langya led Lin Qingyang and Cang Mo in front, followed by Mo Yan and Jin Buhuan. After two days of rest, the complexion of these people has improved a lot visibly to the naked eye.
There are Demon Clan guards guarding the clean pool. In the open space not far away, two corpses of wolf monsters are lying side by side, showing their original shape.
"This is the guard who was on duty at that time." Langya pointed at the corpse on the ground, frowning slightly, "There is a line of blood on the neck, he was killed with one blow, and the breath remaining in the wound is indeed left by Nine Heavens Sword fragment."
Lin Qingyang stepped forward, wanting to get closer to the pool to see what was going on. But his cultivation level was too low now, and the Demonic Qi surging in the pool stung his eyes like needles, and then he was pulled back by Cang Mo.
"Don't get too close." Cang Mo protected him behind him and said in a deep voice, "The blood in this pool is the blood of ancient monsters, which is extremely corrosive."
Jin Buhuan heard this and curiously picked up a fist-sized stone at his feet with a folding fan, threw it into the pool with a flick of his wrist.
"Chi--"
As soon as the stone touched the water, it turned into a plume of white smoke without even a splash, leaving no residue behind.
Cang Mo looked at the wisp of white smoke and said coldly, "When I threw the broken sword here, I wanted to use the demon blood to completely dissolve it, but unexpectedly it was stolen by Lu Qing."
Mo Yan frowned upon hearing this.
Langya said with a puzzled look on his face, "But there are restrictions around here, so how did Human Clan sword cultivator sneak in? Even if it can't be stopped, it can't be done quietly, without even alerting the patrolling guards."
Lin Qingyang leaned against Cang Mo, enduring the discomfort aroused by Demonic Qi in his chest, thinking for a moment and said, "Perhaps, that person didn't come in at all."
Everyone looked at him.
"It was the fragment of Nine Heavens Sword that sensed the Sword Intent on his body and flew out on its own." Lin Qingyang looked at the corpse on the ground and said firmly, "These two guards tried to stop him, but were killed by the fragment."
Mo Yan suddenly said, "This makes sense. It must be Lu Qing who blamed Lu Ming's death on the Demon Clan. In order to take revenge, he took the initiative to accept the Sword Intent."
"I just don't know..." Jin Buhuan shook his fan and his tone became unusually serious, "Could this matter be related to that fake Bi Yue."
The air was quiet for a moment.
"Since it's not Bi Yue, it must have been a fish that slipped through the net of the Black Demon Clan back then. I'll go back and check." Jin Buhuan said.
Lin Qingyang nodded, his face still solemn. When he thought that that neither human nor ghost thing was still alive, and was lurking in the dark like a cold poisonous snake, ready to bite them at any time, Lin Qingyang felt a chill go down his spine. With his current level of cultivation, if he really encountered them, he would only be a burden.
Just as he was thinking about it, a warm hand wrapped around his slightly cold fingers.
Cang Mo gently squeezed his palm and looked down at him, his eyes steady and firm. "Don't worry, we will definitely find him out and get rid of him."
Lin Qingyang met his gaze, and just as he was about to put on a smile, his stomach suddenly turned upside down, and he suddenly bent over and retched.
Langya raised his eyebrows and teased, "Are you pregnant?"
Lin Qingyang:"..."
I was just about to roll my eyes, but then my chest felt cramped, my throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Lin Qingyang!"
Cang Mo's face changed suddenly, he picked up the fallen man and ran towards Gu Teng's tree house in a flash. The remaining people were also startled and hurriedly followed.
Gu Teng's tree house is filled with a fresh scent of vegetation.
There was a huge flowerpot in the center of the room. Ku Rong's body and head were buried tightly in the soil, with only his face exposed. Gu Teng was holding a kettle and slowly poured water on his head. A vine protruded from Ku Rong's head and wrapped around Lin Qingyang's wrist.
"I'm fine..." Lin Qingyang leaned in Cang Mo's arms and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I just got smoked by Demonic Qi in the pool."
Ku Rong rolled his eyes. "You have Demon King's Demonic Qi protective body, what Demonic Qi can smoke you?"
"Then why did he vomit blood?" Cang Mo asked nervously.
"The spiritual energy in his body is as chaotic as a pot of porridge!" Ku Rong glared at Lin Qingyang, "Did you eat something without our backs?"
Lin Qingyang looked away guiltily and blinked.
Cang Mo also frowned and stared at him solemnly.
Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Qingyang coughed dryly, looked at Ku Rong and said, "Didn't you get a lot of treasures from Divine Jade before? I saw there was some kind of spiritual essence inside, which was said to be able to increase one's cultivation level by fifty years, so I... took a bite. But that thing is definitely a fake, and it has no effect at all after eating it."
"You--" Ku Rong was so angry that the leaves on top of his head stood up, "Why do you put everything in your mouth! That thing is for those who are above the Mahayana stage to break through! You are not even a foundation builder now, how dare you eat this kind of thing? If you have no meridians and are retrograde and insane, you are considered lucky!"
Cang Mo was frightened and asked anxiously, "What should we do now?"
"What else can we do? We can only find a way to get rid of the Spiritual Power that is running around in his body." Ku Rong said angrily, "You guys stabilize him for the next two days, and then give him acupuncture after my head has grown. Just do it one day at a time!"
"I just want to recover my cultivation as soon as possible! Who knew it would be like this." Lin Qingyang said with a frown and a somewhat impatient tone. He was already a full-level boss when he came through, and he had never cultivated from scratch.
Mo Yan said helplessly, "Is this your first day of practice? The most taboo thing in cultivating is to be eager for success. Are you not afraid of going astray when you act like this?"
"That's enough! Are you bothered?"
Lin Qingyang raised his head suddenly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his expression was so violent that he looked like a different person.
The room instantly became quiet.
Everyone looked at him strangely, and Cang Mo was also stunned. Although Lin Qingyang was usually venomous, his mood was always stable and he rarely lost his temper without any scruples.
Before Cang Mo could ask, Lin Qingyang's originally flushed face instantly turned pale. He covered his chest in pain, vomited a large mouthful of blood again, closed his eyes, and fainted completely. Cang Mo hurriedly hugged him.
"Quickly guide him Spiritual Power! Gu Teng Old man, hurry up and get someone to boil the medicine!" Ku Rong shouted from the flowerpot.
The whole tree house suddenly became chaotic.
After struggling for a long time, everyone finally suppressed Spiritual Power, who was raging inside Lin Qingyang.
Although the person was still unconscious, his breathing finally stabilized. Cang Mo took the person back to the Azure Wind Hall to rest.
As night fell, candles were lit in the temple.
Cang Mo sat by the bed, quietly looking at the pale man on the bed. He knew in his heart that Lin Qingyang was so eager to practice because the fake Bi Yue incident made him feel in crisis. Cang Mo lowered his eyes, feeling an unspeakable frustration in his heart. He was now Demon King, but when he encountered something, his first reaction was still to handle it himself.
There was a very light knock on the door.
Cang Mo tucked Lin Qingyang into bed, got up and walked out. Yin Yu was waiting outside the door.
"Your Majesty." Yin Yu lowered his voice and reported, "The rubble on Wutou Mountain has been cleaned up, but we... didn't find the Nine Heavens Sword inside."
Cang Mo frowned. Didn't find it? Could it have been taken away?
"Immortal Alliance Is there any movement over there in the past two days?" Cang Mo asked again.
"I haven't heard anything unusual yet." Yin Yu said.
Cang Mo nodded and sent Yin Yu away. He went to the small kitchen again and skillfully cooked a few of Lin Qingyang's favorite side dishes and cooked a pot of fish soup.
When he returned to the inner hall with the tray, he just put the food on the table. When he looked up, he found that the bed was empty. Cang Mo felt nervous, turned around and walked out.
As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw Lin Qingyang walking back slowly from outside. He was only wearing a thin coat, and the night wind blew his clothes around. There was no expression on his face.
"Where have you been? You just woke up and were running around!" Cang Mo hurried forward, grabbed his wrist and tried to pull him into the house, "I have to lock you with a chain on the bed to be honest, right?"
The words have not yet fallen.
"Pah!"
A crisp slap suddenly sounded in the quiet night.
Cang Mo Several red marks quickly appeared on his face and disappeared quickly. He blinked, turned his head, and looked at him strangely.
Lin Qingyang slowly retracted his hand, raised his chin slightly, his eyes were half-closed, showing a look of arrogance, he looked at Cang Mo, and said in an unhappy tone, "Who allowed you to talk to me like this?"