Lady Cultivator

Mo Tiange raised his head and looked at where the sound came from.

Not long after, a group of people appeared out of thin air in the sky filled with demonic energy.

"Later stage of Nascent Soul..." Nie Wushang murmured to himself, his eyes falling on the leading monk.

If they hadn't been sure that this person was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, they would never have thought that he was the Lord of Guifang City, one of the three great demon kings of Yunzhong Demon Dao, Guifang Demon Lord.

This Oni Fang Demon Lord looks to be in his thirties or forties, dressed in simple green clothes, with a thin figure, a white face and no beard, and a gentle demeanor. There is no devilish energy in his body, but he is delicate and elegant, like a worldly teacher.

However, the aura on his body was extremely powerful, no weaker than that of Venerable Wu Ming. In Guifang City, except Demon Lord Guifang, who can have such momentum? Moreover, Mo Tiange saw Yang Chengji standing behind him at a glance.

"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Guifang." The moment he discovered the appearance of Demon Lord Guifang, Master Wu Ming had already put away the dragnet. At this time, he was smiling and clasping his hands together as a salute, "I was just passing by and had important matters to attend to. , but it is inconvenient to meet fellow Taoist ghosts."

"Haha" Demon Lord Guifang's voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked at the Buddhist cultivators below coldly, "Old monk Wuming, with your dignity as the Reverend Puji, if you bring so many disciples into our Guifang City, why don't you Saying hello seems unreasonable, right?"

The Demonic City is different from the righteous towns. Whether it is the Dongtang Kingdom or the Southern Zhou Kingdom, both have royal families and state capitals. Even a city that cultivates immortality like Tianxue City has officials appointed by the court to manage it. Mortals, take care of worldly affairs. Tianxue City is the sphere of influence of the Ling family, but nominally anyone can come and go. But the Demonic City was built by the city lord and belongs to the city lord and has nothing to do with the royal family of Beilin Kingdom.

Therefore, Onifa City is actually the private territory of Onifa Demon King. Venerable Wu Ming came to Guifang City, but he did not say hello to Guifang Demon Lord, and he had not yet entered the city gate. It can be said that he climbed over the wall and sneaked into someone else's house. How could Guifang Demon Lord be willing to stop?

However, Mo Tiange was very curious. Guifang Demon Lord was also one of the three most powerful demon lords, and Guifang City was his private territory. Why did Master Wu Ming bring his disciples into Guifang City? Did he find out after the fact? Could it be that Venerable Wu Ming has some secret technique that blocks the consciousness of Demon King Guifang? However, the Yuanhou monk was still a Yuanhou monk. Although it was a little late, he still arrived before the Venerable Wu Ming left.

However, Venerable Wu Ming still smiled slightly, without any trace of guilt on his face: "Why do fellow Taoist ghosts care so much? How about I take my disciples and leave now?"

"Humph," Demon Lord Guifang said coldly, "Old monk, you have a good plan and want to leave? Leave your things behind."

"Something?" A look of surprise appeared on Venerable Wu Ming's face.

"Fellow Daoist Guifang, what are you talking about?"

If he hadn't handed the dragnet to Master Wu Ming with his own hands just now, Mo Tiange would have almost thought that he really didn't take anything. It is really speechless for such a kind-hearted and eminent monk to act like a rogue so naturally.

Demon Lord Guifang's face darkened when he heard this: "Old monk Wuming, don't be so shameless. This is Guifang City, not your Baifu Mountain."

"Although I am old, my eyesight is not blurry. I don't need to be reminded by fellow Taoist ghosts." Venerable Wu Ming replied with a smile.

Seeing the grim expression on Demon Lord Guifang's face, Mo Tiange pulled Nie Wushang and carefully took a few steps back to avoid entering the cave.

Fortunately, she had already handed over the dragnet. To Onikata Demon Lord, she was an insignificant little character, and he didn't even bother to touch them.

"It seems that they will probably take action." Nie Wushang looked outside with some worry and said softly.

Tian Ge carefully closed the stone door of the cave and quickly placed a bunch of restrictions around it.

"Is it useful?" Looking at her actions, Nie Wushang expressed doubts, "The late Nascent Soul cultivators, if they use their hands, they can level the entire mountain."

"They won't fight here." Mo Tiange said firmly, "I'm just in case."

"Oh Wushang nodded. This is Guifang City. How could Demon Lord Guifang take action on his own territory? A fight between Yuanhou monks could possibly destroy a city.

"Bald Donkey" came the gloomy voice of Demon Lord Guifang, "It seems that if we don't fight, you won't obediently hand over your things."

Venerable Wu Ming still had the unshakable voice: "Fellow Taoist Guifang, this thing is a sacred object of my Buddhist sect. What's the use of it if you want it? If you give me some face today, I, Huayan Temple, will owe you in the future." Isn’t this good for a favor?”

"Hmph," Demon Lord Guifang said coldly, "It sounds nice to say that the Demon Tower was still a sacred object of our Demon Dao that day. Didn't you Buddhists also come to snatch it?"

Listening to this tone, Demon Lord Guifang is very resentful. Could it be that he did not grab the Demon Tower this time, and there is some element of Buddhist monks in it?

"Fellow Taoist Ghost Fang," Venerable Wu Ming prolonged his tone and seemed to be trying to persuade him patiently, "The matter at the Demon Tower got out of control in the end, and we couldn't help it. Now that the matter is over, it won't help to worry about it anymore, right? ?”

"This old monk looks like an accomplished monk, how could he be so rogue?" Nie Wushang said in a low voice. She is now considered a demonic monk, and she really can't stand the behavior of Lord Wu Ming.

Mo Tiange smiled: "It depends on who he is dealing with. A young monk like us doesn't mind showing off his demeanor as a senior, but facing a monk of the same level, if he gives in, he will give up his own personal interests. "

Nie Wushang nodded and sighed: "Even if the Buddhist precepts are stricter, they are still practitioners after all. There is no need to fight for their interests."

Mo Tiange was silent. Compared with other ways, Buddhism's teachings are obviously gentler, but no matter how gentle it is, it is limited. Venerable Wu Ming doesn't mind a junior like her negotiating terms in front of him, and is willing to give her some benefits, because for him, , she is still too insignificant, how can anyone care about an ant? But in front of a monk of the same level as Onikata Demon Lord, he would not take a step back. He couldn't afford to let go of something that a monk in the late Yuan Ying stage liked. If he retreated, he would lose the interests of himself and the entire Huayan Temple behind him.

"Stop talking nonsense and sneak into my Guifang City. Don't even think about leaving with your things." Demon Lord Guifang was impatient. When he said this, the two of them felt that the pressure suddenly increased.

Fortunately, Mo Tiange had already placed a ban before, and the pressure was reduced a lot. Moreover, the two of them, Mo Tiange had already practiced the God Refining Technique to a very high level, and Nie Wushang had strong Yuan Demon Qi in his body, so it had no effect at all.

"Fellow Daoist Guifang, don't be so anxious. You are constantly fighting and killing. How bad is this? Last time we returned to Xuhai, both of us suffered a lot. It's time to recuperate, so why bother wasting this energy again?"

"What you say is nice," Demon Lord Guifang said angrily, "You have obtained a sacred object from Buddhism, so you are naturally satisfied. If I let you sneak into our Guifang City, you would also take away a sacred object from Guifang City. , what kind of face can I have, old bald donkey, I’ll give you two choices. One is to have a good fight after we leave the city. If you win, you can come and go freely. I won’t say a word. If you lose, , then leave your things obediently, and you can still take your disciples to leave safely; secondly, how about I directly activate the great restriction of Guifang City, fight to destroy the city, and keep all of you masters and disciples? Choose One, right?”

At the end of the sentence, Onikata Demon Lord's tone became gloomy, and it was obvious that this matter was no longer in his mind.

The two choices are very simple, either one game will determine the outcome, or fight to the death.

Mo Tiange had guessed well before. This was Guifang City. It was impossible for Guifang Demon Lord not to care at all, so he proposed the first solution. In this way, Guifang City can be undamaged, and Master Wu Ming does not need to distract the safety of his disciples. However, whoever loses will lose the sacred object, and he cannot go back on his words.

But if you choose the second method, you will fight to the death. Demon Lord Guifang will bet on Guifang City, and Venerable Wu Ming will have to sacrifice his own life and the lives of his disciples. At first glance, this method seems to cause even greater losses to Demon Lord Guifang, but Guifang City is the place where he has been operating for thousands of years, so how can he let others come and go? Once he activates Guifang City's great restriction, no matter how powerful Wuming Venerable is, he will probably not be able to escape the end of his body. Of course, with the great supernatural powers of the Yuanhou monks, Guifang City and the big and small monks in the city will also disappear from the world. By that time, although Demon Lord Onikawa survived and obtained the Buddhist sacred objects, his thousand-year foundation was destroyed in one day, and there was a high possibility that he would be seriously injured.

It is not easy to cultivate to the Nascent Soul. Breaking through to the late Nascent Soul is unique among the Nascent Soul monks. The higher the level of the monks, the more they cherish their lives. The first method is in their interests.

However, in addition, it also depends on the degree of confidence of Venerable Wu Ming and the importance of this Buddhist sacred object. If Huayan Temple does not hesitate to use the strength of the entire temple to recover this Buddhist sacred object, then Master Wu Ming will have to fight against Demon King Guifang even if he sacrifices his own life and the lives of these disciples.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Guifang..." Venerable Wu Ming's voice was very helpless, "Do you have to leave no way out?"

"Huh, no need to talk nonsense, just choose."

After that, there was no more dialogue, but Mo Tiange and the two felt that the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. In the end, it was even so strong that they both felt uncomfortable. From time to time, there were rumors from outside that other disciples could not bear the pressure. And the sound of spitting blood.

"Since Fellow Daoist Guifang is so determined, I don't have much to say, so please go ahead." This time, Venerable Wu Ming's voice became solemn and restrained.

Mo Tiange and Nie Wushang both had their hearts skipping a beat. Could it be that Venerable Wu Ming chose the second method? In this case, they will die if they hide in this cave.

Before he had time to communicate, he heard the voice of Demon King Guifang: "Old monk, I see you still have some sense of responsibility, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the powerful forces disappeared instantly.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Venerable Wu Ming had chosen the first method. The crisis in front of them finally had nothing to do with them.

Then, the breath at the door left one after another, and finally it was empty.

Mo Tiange and Nie Wushang looked at each other, and they both let out a long sigh of relief. What an unforeseen disaster.) Book lovers, please pay attention!