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Volume Two

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Qingmu was already dozens of miles behind. Zhou Qingmu didn't pay much attention to why the three people behind him didn't catch up.

After Zhou Qingmu confirmed that there were no pursuers behind him, he slowed down and quietly approached the demon clan's territory in the darkness.

But Zhou Qingmu never noticed that as he got closer and closer to the demon clan's territory, a faint colorful light began to appear on his chest.

It was another spring, and Zhou Qingmu entered the Demon Realm of the Northern Wilderness. This was his first trip to the demon clan in his life, but it was most likely his last.

...

Misty Southern Territory, Kuchan Temple.

After the death of Monk Chenbei, Chen Xuannan succeeded as the abbot of Kuchan Temple and took charge of the highest position in Buddhism. However, this monk in white, who is less than a hundred years old, has not been involved in anything among the top leaders of Buddhism these days and keeps a closed door.

At the mountain gate, every day and every night, I just guard in front of the golden statue of the old monk.

On the top of the mountain of Kuchan Temple, apart from the white-robed monk and the golden statue, there is only one woman under the age of thirty. In addition to cleaning this empty mountain temple, what I do every day is to look at the white-robed monk.

The figure from the back was stunned.

Today, two guests came outside Kuchan Temple, an old man wearing a hibiscus crown and a purple gold Taoist robe, and an old man in simple clothes. If Zhou Qingmu were here, he would definitely recognize this old man in simple clothes.

An old man sitting silently in a rocking chair.

But for the arrival of these two people, Chen Xuannan has now achieved the heavenly cultivation level after the death of Saint Chenbei. His power is now almost integrated with the power of the mountains and rivers in the Lotus Cave, but there is no trace of it.

aware.

Outside Kuchan Temple, the two old men looked at each other, took a step forward at the same time, and knocked on the temple door.

Tang Wan, who was sweeping the floor with a broom in the temple, was a little confused at first when he heard the knock on the door. However, after taking a look at the dejected monk in white sitting next to the golden statue of the old monk in the center of the temple, he quickly came forward.

Went and opened the temple door.

"Who are you two?" Tang Wanchu asked with a puzzled look on his face after seeing these two people.

The two old men did not respond to her words, but after entering the door, they laughed loudly at Chen Xuannan, whose eyes were distracted: "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Chen for becoming the Lord of Heaven and Earth in Lotus Cave!"

As soon as he said these words, the monk in white who had always looked downcast suddenly raised his head. A green lotus shadow quietly appeared between his eyebrows, and an extremely obscure aura suddenly surged out, trying to test the reality of these two people.

The result was that as soon as his breath touched those two people, it was suddenly annihilated.

The plainly dressed old man looked indifferent and said, "Why are you doing this, Fellow Daoist Chen? The two of us are just here to see our old friends."

"Dare I ask the names of the two benefactors?" Chen Xuannan frowned and asked cautiously.

He felt an aura from these two people that was no weaker than that of his master at his peak during his lifetime. To be able to reach this level is absolutely extraordinary!

At this time, the purple-robed Taoist smiled and said: "Name taboo?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a force that was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly penetrated into his mind, leaving him no room for resistance.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xuannan quickly stood up, clasped his hands, gave a slight salute, and said apologetically: "Please come forward and explain to the two benefactors. The poor monk was very offensive before. I hope the two benefactors will not blame me."

The simple old man smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be like this, Fellow Daoist Chen. What's the difference between you now and me?"

After the words fell, Chen Xuannan did not reply, but looked at the two people quietly.

Then, the two old men walked side by side towards the golden statue of the old monk in the center. Finally, the two stood in front of the golden statue of the old monk, with complicated eyes.

The simple old man took out a pipe from nowhere, took a heavy puff, and finally exhaled thick smoke, covering the old monk's face, and said softly: "You old guy died like this without any warning."

Now, how are we going to get along with each other?"

Chen Xuannan looked at the old man and didn't know how to speak.

The old man paused, and his eyes seemed to be in a trance, as if he had gone back many, many years ago. Finally, the plainly dressed Confucian old man turned his back and walked slowly out, and said softly: "Chen is sad, the saddest thing is dust.

"

After the simple old man walked away leisurely, the old man in purple robe with the hibiscus crown on his head moved his eyes to Chen Xuannan, then reached out and patted the monk in white on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Xuannan, let me ask you! Your teacher

The Dharma that I teach you is boundless, is it to educate the world? Or is it to close the door tightly and never come out of the world?"

Faintly, a great sound came towards Chen Xuannan's soul.

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk in white was suddenly startled, as if there was a thunderous explosion in his mind!

...

In the twilight, Zhou Qingmu walked with a sword energy among the mountains and forests of the Monster Clan. For the sake of safety, Zhou Qingmu did not dare to take the shortcut to the Monster Clan's city, but took the long way through the mountains and forests.

travel through.

Monsters in the world can transform into humans as long as their cultivation reaches a certain level. Monsters that often transform into humans will enter the cities that are repaired in their territories arranged by the leaders of the major demon clans. They are generally the same as humans.

Society is no different. In other words, the monsters in this wilderness of mountains and forests are almost all wild monsters with low bloodline who have never transformed into human form. Therefore, in fact, the dangers Zhou Qingmu encountered in this wilderness of mountains and ridges will be greater than those in the wilderness.

It is much safer to travel through the demon territory.

The territorial distribution of the Beihuang Demon Territory is roughly composed of Beiming, Nanqiu, Dongshan and Xitu. The master of Beiming is the dragon demon clan. The so-called dragon demons today are actually composed of demon clans with true dragon blood. There are

True dragons, true dragons once existed in Beiming. But about three thousand years ago, something happened, and the true dragons in the world almost withered away. This is also the reason why there are actually no dragons in the Beiming dragon demon clan today. But after all, dragons

The demon clan possesses the true dragon bloodline, so in the demon clan that pays great attention to bloodlines, the bloodline strength is also the best in the entire demon clan. Today, the Beiming Dragon Demon is still the overlord of the demon clan. The overlord of Nanqiu is the fox clan, and the rest

There is also one clan that dominates the two places. Just like the relationship between the human race Lotus, Tiangan, and Misty Rain, this clan is not the only one that is strong in these places. There are also many ethnic groups blooming, and demon kings from all sides emerge in endlessly.

Because Zhou Qingmu had quietly learned that Miss Lin was a dragon demon, he chose to go to the far north without hesitation almost as soon as he entered the demon clan's territory. This also meant that Zhou Qingmu would travel from south to north.

Travel through the entire Northern Wilderness Demon Realm!

Zhou Qingmu, who was running rampant in the wild mountains and forests of the Northern Wasteland Monster Realm, did not notice that many monsters lurking in the dark immediately retreated without hesitation after sensing the colorful aura on his body.
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