Chapter 17 Sincerity

"Is it in the North Sea?" Dieyutang pondered for a while and said to the fiery elder standing on his left hand, " Elder, do you have a map near Beihai?"

At this time, the lower disciples have been allowed to retreat in the hall, and there are only less than ten people left in the huge hall. Mo Shoucheng stood beside Butterfly Leaf Blue with Xuefei, with a gloomy face. And Jing Li's face is not much better than Mo Shoucheng's.

"Behai... has been a wild sea since ancient times, and there has been a saying that Xianshan Ling Island has long been in China." The fire wiped his beard and said, "It's just that the story of this island fairy mountain is too illusory, and I have never heard anyone see it with their own eyes. There are a few barren islands, but the land of the North Sea is not full of aura..."

Without abundant innate aura, it is not suitable to be used as a place for practitioners to practice, which is also common sense in the Tao of immortals and demons. The only problem is that the ancient demon gate itself is the existence that breaks common sense everywhere.

"What Xue Fei said should be credible." After a while of silence, Mo Shoucheng finally said, "I believe her."

Die Yutang glanced at Mo Shoucheng, then looked at Xue Fei standing beside Mo Shoucheng, and shook his head and said, "It's not that I can't trust Shoucheng as a female disciple. It's just that it's a big deal, and you, a female apprentice named Sheffy, have not seen it with your own eyes, but just heard it from an unknown person.

Of course, this is irrefutable. Indeed, even if he believes in Xuefei, it does not mean that the words of the so-called masked man are trustworthy.

"At this time, the ancient demon gate is attacking all the Xiuzhen sects on China day and night. Although it is really incredible, the news received so far can be concluded that there is no sect that can resist the other party's attack for more than a day and one night. Moreover, the other party's offensive is still expanding across the board. Die Yutang sighed and said, "Now even Baiyunzong has been destroyed, and the situation can be described as a crisis."

Jing Li frowned and said, "But since the other party has taken such a fierce offensive, the defense force in the central hinterland will inevitably be weak. If the information of Beihai is true, it will be another once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Both sides have made sense. Everyone frowned and discussed for nearly half an hour, but they still couldn't come up with a plan. After all, the only thing we know so far is that the foundation of the ancient demon gate is on the North Sea. But the source of this news is also questionable.

Everyone was doing something to ignore, but suddenly a famous Fengqigu disciple quickly stepped into the main hall and reported to Dieyu Hall, "Lord Valley, there is a man and a woman outside Gu, claiming to be a friend of this Brother Mo, saying that there is something important to tell you."

Mo Shoucheng was stunned for a moment and said, "A man and a woman? Call yourself my friend? But who will it be?" Although he has many friends, when it comes to the combination of a man and a woman, he can't think of a few - the only ones that can be counted are Ao Lai and Xiaoye. But the two of them are around at this time.

"Can they self-register?" Mo Shouchengdao.

"This... Although I asked, the man said that it would be clear if we only met."

"If you come from far away, please come in." Dieyutang waved his hand to retreat the disciple and smiled at Mo Shoucheng, "Shoucheng, you have many friends. With you, our Fengqi Valley is much more lively."

"Seniors laughed." Mo Shoucheng shook his head with a bitter smile, but this smile immediately froze when he saw the man appearing outside the temple gate.

If Mo Shoucheng is more impulsive, I'm afraid that he has sacrificed a flying sword at this time and rushed to kill him.

"Why did you come here!" Although he restrained himself in time, Mo Shoucheng still took a step forward, looked alert, pointed to the people and shouted angrily, "The wind is not idle, you ancient demons are also too arrogant!"

At this time, not to mention Mo Shoucheng, who had fought with the visitor several times, but also remembered the identity of the person who had fought with him several times in Qingyun Mountain.

Feng is not idle, but he walks ahead with a smile, but behind him is a woman who is quite strange to Mo Shoucheng. Naturally, it is Ziyin.

"Lord Butterfly Valley, be all right." He walked into the main hall, ignoring the angry eyes of the crowd, but bowed his hand to the butterfly jade hall with a smile. His identity and intention were strange, but at this time, it was unknown. Die Yutang only nodded slightly and responded to the other party's greeting.

To be honest, Mo Shoucheng is not idle and doesn't have too much bad feelings about this wind - after all, I haven't seen him do anything angry and resentful. Even when he was with the black eight, this person also mostly did things with a playful attitude.

"What do you want to do? Why are you looking for me?" Mo Shoucheng knew that Feng was not idle and had always been a little surprised, so he dared to appear here at this jugnum, but he was just surprised, but he didn't feel weird. What really cares about Mo Shoucheng is the strange woman who is haggard-faced, but also shows noble and elegant temperament between raising her hands and feet.

This woman is not weaker than her own cultivation! But who is she? What is the position in the ancient demon gate?

Feng said with a smile, "Why are you so anxious? I came here today, but I specially defected to you." He pretended to look around, and then spread out his hand to Dieyutang and said, "Lord Butterfly Valley, at least we are guests from far away, and we can't even sit in a chair?"

The four words "far is a guest" have just been mentioned by Die Yutang. At this time, he couldn't help crying and laughing, so he made the people around him prepare seats for it.

Feng didn't hesitate to let Ziyin sit down first, and then slowly walked to the center of the hall and said to everyone, "Just like what I just said, this time, I'm here to surrender."

Although he knew that Feng was not idle, he acted strangely and unexpectedly, but suddenly heard him say this, and Mo Shoucheng could not react for a moment. In the hall, it suddenly became quiet.

But at this time, Feng is not leisurely and continued, "The lady beside me... is the daughter of the owner of the ancient demon family, Ziyin."

"What?!"

This is the so-called stone-breaking shock. Everyone felt that they had been hit by a stuffy stick, even a person like Dieyutang, and they also felt a little dizzy at this time. Mo Shoucheng was even more surprised that he was born for a moment: Am I dreaming? Such an idea.

"The wind is not idle... You, are you serious?"

Feng looked at Mo Shoucheng with a smile and replied, "Of course it's true. It really can't be true anymore. If it's steamed a little more, it will be cooked." When he joked at this, his face suddenly turned pale - Mo Shoucheng had never seen him like this.

"I only tell you the names of two people. Xiao Mo, you should believe me. It's not a lie." He approached Mo Shoucheng and ignored whether the other party was on his guard against him, so he whispered, "Your master, Fu Ming, asked me to come here to find you. At this time, he is with a selfless self-cultivator in the East.

Mo Shoucheng's face changed. As soon as Feng Buchian's words came out, he naturally had all his doubts - the relationship between himself and Fuming Magician has not been made public so far. If Feng was not idle, he would never have known this if he hadn't really met the Fuming magician.

"Now, you should believe it." Feng Biao smiled and quickly distanced himself from himself.

Mo Shoucheng nodded slowly and said, "I believe it, but why do you..."

Feng said casually, "Well, it's just... Er, it's not too long or too short." At present, he explained the whole story, but when he mentioned Fuming Magician and Dongfang Wuego, he called it "unknown senior". It is because of the instructions of the magician not to expose the relationship between the two.

After listening to him, everyone sighed. At this time, looking at the purple sound that had been silent, they couldn't help but look a little sympathetic. But sympathetic, the woman called Ziyin in front of her is the daughter of their great enemy, the owner of the ancient demon sect at this time!

However, even if he knew this, Die Yelan couldn't help but be indignant and said, "It is said that tiger poison does not eat children yet. Why can this ancient demon lord destroy human nature so much?"

Mo Shoucheng took a deep breath and said, "Since you have escaped, now you have said you want to help us... Why is that?"

The wind was about to speak, and Ziyin had already said, "Let me talk about it."

The woman, who had never spoken, stood up at this time, blessed Fang Yingying, and saluted, then whispered, "The little woman Ziyin wants to help you for several reasons."

"One, my father has changed a lot in the past few years. I think there must be a reason behind it, so anyway, I also want to see my father and ask him what happened."

"Second, no matter what, someone must stop what his father did at this time - otherwise, if this practice continues, not only immortals and demons, but also ordinary people in secular Taoism may also be involved."

"And the last one... I want to go back to Ziyin Island to find the whereabouts of Black Eight." In this last one, Ziyin said that the voice was as small as a mosquito, but with the cultivation of the people in the main hall at this time, how could not be heard? It's not that Feng is not idle in Mo Shoucheng's ear, but that he deliberately spreads the sound into the secret.

Die Yutang pondered for a moment and said, "Miss Ziyin, these three reasons are hard to believe. In this case, can you explain the details of the ancient demon door to us?

Ziyin nodded and said, "On the way here, I have made preparations." After saying this, she motioned to the wind. When the wind was not idle, he immediately took out a scroll from the sleeve cage and spread it out and injected Zhenyuan. On the scroll, a map was drawn. With the injection of Zhenyuan, the scene on the scroll slowly appeared in mid-air.

"Since I remember, there have been few people in the ancient demon gate, and the whole sect adds up and down, not even ten people." With Ziyin's slow story, the ancient demon gate, which has been bothering everyone, is finally about to untie its mystery!