brother of time travel

Chapter 30 Demons

The moment he lay on the monster's back, He Yunqing eliminated all distracting thoughts and only closed his eyes to recover.The monster had been flying for an unknown amount of time before He Yunqing slowly opened his eyes. He was still a little sleepy, but he couldn't really fall asleep.The wound on the calf had scabbed over, and the huge dark scar looked terrible, and there was still pain when he moved lightly, but it was not as serious as it was a few days ago.

The four people who were captured together were all young monks, and they were all a few years older than He Yunqing.The condition of those four people was even worse than that of He Yunqing, not only the injuries on their bodies. He Yunqing had observed that the four people looked depressed, as if they had no hope of surviving.

He Yunqing sighed silently, and stopped looking at the four people, and just sat quietly on the back of the monster, slowly circulating the stagnant aura.

Another day passed.Several people were walking on the mainland, and He Yunqing was not very familiar with the situation in the mainland, so he could only analyze his location based on the vague patterns.If he expected it right, the goal of their trip should be the Northern Territory.

The northern region is severely cold and covered with snow all year round. Looking down from the back of a monster, all you see is a vast expanse of white.The cold wind blew from all directions, and He Yunqing couldn't help shivering.

After several days of recovery, his aura was finally not as closed as it was a few days ago, but was circulating in his body at an extremely slow speed.Thanks to the fact that he had practiced the "Yun Yin Jue" left to him by his father, even with the strength of this demon cultivator, he hadn't noticed it, and he just sealed his cultivation base with the method he used to treat monks in the foundation establishment period.Of course, even if his aura is slightly unblocked at this moment, he has only recovered to the level of the qi refining period, which is far from his true strength in the past. It is far from enough to deal with this demon cultivator.

"I only regret that I didn't express my heart to my junior sister." The round-faced monk's complexion was pale, and his skeleton was deformed due to several days of torture. .”

The tall monk was silent: "I practiced immortality only to avenge my parents, and I don't want to die yet."

As if he heard the conversation of the five people, the demon cultivator suddenly turned his head and showed a strange smile to the five people.

Passing through the snow-capped mountains and ice layers in the northern region, they finally came to an extremely secluded canyon in the northern region of the mainland.Moxiu blew a whistle, and the bird monster put them down, flapping its wings and disappearing into the sky.The next second, He Yunqing felt his body loosen suddenly, and his body was falling continuously, falling faster and faster. Just when He Yunqing thought that he would become a monk who jumped off a cliff and died, which is rare in the world, he found that The speed of the fall slowly slowed down, and finally, he landed firmly on a soft ground.

A laugh sounded:

"Welcome to the Demon Race!"

Sure enough, they are demons.

He Yunqing looked up at the sky.The same blue sky and white clouds, walking forward, the same towns and mountains.If it weren't for the distinctly different aura of the passers-by on the road, He Yunqing would have thought that what he was in at the moment was just an ordinary town in the mainland.

The five of them were met with countless onlookers along the way. Those greedy demons did not hide their desire at all, and stared at He Yunqing and the others viciously, as if they saw a satisfactory prey.

"Go aside~ This is the slave/slave brought back by the lord!"

The demon cultivator drove away a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage: "If you want to, go to Lord Master!"

The Moxiu sneered: "How could it be! Mingze, don't you understand me?"

It was only then that He Yunqing realized that this red-eyed guy was called Mingze.Also surnamed Ming, Minghui's figure suddenly appeared in He Yunqing's mind... After thinking for a while, He Yunqing shook off the boring thoughts in his mind, and observed the surroundings vigilantly until the magic cultivator named Mingze brought them into the In a huge courtyard.

The five people stood side by side, and Ming Ze lightly pointed with both hands, and He Yunqing felt that there was something strange in his body, attached to his spiritual acupoint, with a vaguely slippery touch.

"From now on, you are the pets of my lord Demon Race, don't try to escape." Sure enough, Mingze said: "Hmph, you human monks are just a bunch of dirty and disgusting aliens, if it weren't for our lord Your Excellency likes it, and you are also a bit pretty, so you can't even think about surviving."

"Evil thief! Don't even think about it!"

The originally sword-browed and star-eyed monk yelled and was about to bite off his tongue, but when he raised his head, he saw the demon cultivator staring at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of ridicule.But the monk found that no matter how hard he tried, his teeth seemed to be out of control, and he couldn't even touch his own tongue.

Mingze smiled slightly: "You have become slaves of my demon clan, how can your lives still belong to you? Come, wash and dress up, one a day, and serve the Lord in order."

After all, Mingze laughed, and quickly disappeared from the sight of several people.

Apart from the serving servants, there were only five of them left in the courtyard.After introducing each other, He Yunqing learned that the round-faced monk Xia Wubai came from the third-rank sect, the Shuiyun sect, the tall and thin monk Ji Xuan came from the eighth-rank sect, and the monk Guan Canghai, who just wanted to commit suicide, came from the fifth-rank sect. He is from the Wancang School, and another monk, Wu Zheng, is also from the Wancang School, and is Guan Canghai's senior brother.

"For the current plan, we can only wait for the opportunity silently." Xia Wubai said with a wry smile, "It's just a trip to the Three Thousand Islands, who would have thought that such an encounter would happen."

Guan Canghai obviously didn't recover from the blow of failed suicide, he was stunned, Wu Zheng comforted him in a low voice beside him, but no matter how much he tried to comfort him, he couldn't change the fact that he was enslaved by the demon clan.Several people chatted casually, but the atmosphere became more depressed.He Yunqing's heart was also tainted with a faint shadow.

Mingze's strength is so strong, it's not that he can resist it now.

If one wants to escape Ming Ze's control, the only way is to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, and then integrate the sword intent to the Dzogchen, so as to have a chance of defeating him.However, He Yunqing had just entered Jindan not long ago, and even though he was very powerful in battle, he couldn't compete with a real Nascent Soul cultivator.

As for the lord that Mingze mentioned, his strength might be even more unfathomable.

He Yunqing had only enjoyed more than ten years of free time in his two lifetimes, so he naturally didn't want to die, but if he really became the lord's servant as Ming Ze said... I'm sorry, He Yunqing couldn't do it either.

As soon as it got dark, He Yunqing closed the door tightly, and slowly circulated the little pitiful aura.

Until now, he has only recovered his strength in the late stage of Qi refining.Of course, He Yunqing is already quite satisfied with being able to recover to this level compared to the previous strength that was only in the early stage of Qi refining.

It's just that such a day, don't know when it will end?

Arranging the wound pills in the storage ring, He Yunqing crushed the pills into powder and spread them evenly on the affected part of the leg. As the spirit energy recovered, the wound on He Yunqing's leg naturally gradually improved... But as a guy who never treats himself badly, he will never tolerate such a big scar on his leg.

"Snapped!"

He Yunqing bent down and picked up the book pages that fell out of the storage ring.Turning it over and seeing the cover, it turned out to be the Qi-Entraining Basic Art he had exchanged from the Hall of Merit. After not looking at it for a long time, the color of the cover seemed to be much darker.He Yunqing was about to throw this formula back into the storage ring, but his fingers paused slightly when they touched the five characters on the cover.

The basic formula of entraining air?

He used to think that only monks in the Qi refining period could practice, but after he actually practiced it once, he realized that the fundamental formula of entraining qi is also useful for monks in the foundation building period. He went from refining Qi to building a foundation, and he really stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, and he has never had that kind of experience.

A thought suddenly flashed through He Yunqing's mind.

That thought was too strong, and the temptation was too great.He Yunqing made up his mind immediately, no matter what the result is, he must give it a try!

Opening the first page of the Basic Art of Entraining Qi, He Yunqing followed the instructions in the book and slowly performed the exercises, one hour, two hours, three hours... After a full six hours, he slowly opened his eyes .

The stench emanating from his body made He Yunqing unbearable for a second, so he took a flower petal bath in the inner bath, even though the pool was full of petals sticking to his body, it made him feel like he was in a brothel... Okay, He was originally a pet... After washing for a full hour, and then changing the water and washing it vigorously, He Yunqing felt as if he had been reborn.

Changing into a white robe, He Yunqing carefully checked the condition in his body.

He was betting, but luckily, he was right!

The effect of the basic art of entraining qi is to expel the impurities in the body, and apart from He Yunqing himself, the restrictions imposed on him by Ming Ze and the so-called slave brand are not things in his body, so they can be excreted naturally.

It wasn't until this moment that He Yunqing really realized how powerful the basic art of entraining qi is.

After all, Mingze is a true Nascent Soul cultivator, and his restrictions can be arbitrarily broken, which is enough to prove the power of this law.And this method was placed in the corner of the merit hall and covered with dust, which made people sigh.

He Yunqing thought for a moment, and used "Yun Yin Jue" to cover up his cultivation.At this moment, he has naturally recovered to the cultivation base of the golden core stage, and because he killed the sea beast that day, his body was tortured again, and his strength has a tendency to rise instead.Although he is still in the early stage of Golden Core, he is already at the peak of the early stage of Golden Core. He Yunqing has the confidence to deal with ordinary late Golden Core monks.

The door was pushed open suddenly.

Ming Ze's figure appeared at the door.

Seeing that He Yunqing was only wearing a light-colored robe, with his chest open to reveal his fair skin, Mingze's eyes flashed with astonishment.The next moment, surprise turned to suspicion, he looked at He Yunqing coldly: "Where's the branding?"

He Yunqing frowned slightly: "What brand?"

The corners of Mingze's mouth were slightly curved: "Don't be pretentious, the mark I made has never missed a time."

Seeing that He Yunqing still looked puzzled, Mingze rolled his eyes, thinking about the truth of He Yunqing's words.

He smiled lowly, and said: "It's nothing but you, if I can play the first one, I can also play the second one."

Mingze stretched out his finger, and tapped lightly again.

He Yunqing understood that the so-called slave mark might have returned to her.

Mingze withdrew his fingers, but still had no intention of leaving.A pair of red eyes stared at He Yunqing for a long time before he smiled coldly: "Don't play tricks!"