"Rebellious disciple! I will collect the corpse for you next time this happens again!"

Qingmian knelt on the cold ground, and above his head, he could hear the voice of his master scolding him, "Mingxiao's disciple is also what you can think of?"

"I didn't..."

"Shut up! If your body has half of your mouth, I won't go out and get you back!"

Mei Xin sat on Yugubing's bed and looked at Qingmian who was kneeling on the ground and never dared to look up. Her eyes were even more angry.

Without any trembling, he shouted: "One of you brothers and sisters has always been missing for the sake of the master, and the other dares to steal people under the nose of the leader of Jingyun Mountain for the sake of the disciples?! One of them has not practiced the magic skills much, but they have achieved courage!"

The only voice of Mei Xin in the huge palace was echoing.

Qingmian naturally remembers his senior sister who once fought with Ming Shi at the Fairy and Demon Competition. Later, after failing to seize the treasures of the conference, Mingxiao took action, and then his whereabouts were unknown.

But Mingxiao only said that he had not killed his elder sister, and because of his elder sister's disappearance, Hehuan Palace not only paid a large amount of treasure, but also forced his master to issue a killing order to his elder sister.

But even so, it cannot stop the outside world from speculating about their Hehuan Palace. Still people still spy on them because of that treasure.

"Although we are demon cultivators, we are also human races. Even if we advocate the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, we dare not catch up with the demon race. You, just cross the demon race, and even the demon race dare to involve it?! If I hadn't come quickly, you would have been invaded to the extreme north by that old man from Jingyun Mountain! Do you know...what is that?"

"It is a place that suppresses and traps the demons. The environment is harsh, and both spiritual energy and demonic energy are extremely rare..."

"Do you know you still dare to do it?"

A whip directly thrust Qingmian's proud side face so hard that he thrust his skin and flesh, but he didn't dare to fight back, just waiting quietly for his master to calm down.

"If you go in, you are lucky and you will die in a hundred years. If you are unlucky, you will be swallowed up by the monsters inside! Are you crazy? You are so crazy?"

Qingmian's ears were filled with the sound of whips, and he never dared to speak.

But I don’t know if it was his silence that attracted more anger from the master or to teach him a lesson, when he was sucked out of the house covered in blood, everyone outside was dared not speak.

Master said that these wounds are not allowed to be repaired with demonic energy.

Qingmian couldn't help but laugh at himself with everyone on his back, and then began a long retreat.

Who said that when the Hehuan Sect people saw others, they were all in love with each other?

...

The extreme north.

"Wow! This is the new demon?"

A group of small and low-level monsters like black coal balls surrounded the human-shaped demon clan who seemed to be seriously injured and unconscious, chatting and discussing.

"I don't know! I see that this has become a human being, I'm afraid it's not a big demon, right?"

"A big demon? Is it the legendary big demon? Can I grow up with a bite?"

"Idiot! Are you afraid of dying if you dare to eat too much demonic energy and die if you explode!"

Mingshi lay on the ground, and her vague consciousness gradually began to regain her noise. The cold wind blowing through her body was like a sharp short knife cutting into his and her skin inch by inch.

He opened his eyes slightly, and the dark red sky and the "little black dots" that suddenly appeared around him. Ming Shi couldn't help but sneer, "I'm afraid this is not an hallucination before death?"

Then why, in the hallucination before my death, the master was unwilling to come out?

[Master, I accept the punishment. Can I let me see my master again?]

Mingshi couldn't figure out that the head's eyes were so cold when he looked at him, and when he heard his mouth, his face turned even darker and ugly.

[How could he meet you, a spy?!]

[Master... He is not in the sect, right?]

Mingshi never saw the brief loss of composure and the ferocity in her eyes. She only knew that her master really didn't want to see her.

...

"You really have a way to get out of here?"

Mingshi looked at the old woman with a ravine face, with a look of suspicion.

Many of the demons trapped in the extreme north have long lost the idea of ​​leaving here.

However, there are still demons who do not give up. Whether it is hatred, curiosity, or demons like Mingshi who have a very big obsession, they have never given up on their chances of going out.

"What are you lying to?"

The old demons looked at Mingshi's young face enviously, saying that it was impossible to have no jealousy in their hearts.

In the extreme north, except for the harsh environment, it is difficult to survive. This place is devouring their demonic energy every day because of the blessing of human formations.

No matter how powerful a great demon is, he cannot withstand the passage of time. The demonic energy disappears and eventually dissipates in this desolate land.

"In the depths of the extreme north, there is a sword left by the Demon Emperor. The power of that sword is not something you can imagine. As long as you find it, pull it up, let it recognize you as the master, and cut off the formation above our heads and we can go out."

"It sounds so nice, if it's really that simple, can you stay here honestly?"

Mingshi had to admit that it was the old woman in front of her who saved her, but she wouldn't believe it if you said that the other party was a good devil.

Now he has finally exposed his purpose!

"Of course it's not easy. If you can pull it out, you must have strong power first."

The old demon clan looked at Ming Shi's face, young and energetic, and the demonic energy in her body was still growing. And now, it was obviously not reaching her peak strength.

Mingshi is not like them who have been trapped here for tens of millions of years and only breathe a sigh of relief. Where can they have the power to pull out the magic sword?

"Then you didn't try it at the beginning?"

Mingshi is not good at it. Even if time erodes their demonic energy, what about the beginning?

"At the beginning... the master of the Demon Sword had just died in battle. Although he did not have a sword spirit, the Demon Sword had already developed consciousness. Even if you have the power, the other party's resistance would not make you successful."

"Then now?"

"It's been too long now, and it's also waiting for the next master. Unfortunately... we no longer have the power to pull it up. If you don't believe it, you can take my tribe away. If there is really danger there, they will bury you with you..."

The old man looked at the group of trembling black balls on the stone wall hiding in the cracks of the rocks, and the turbid eyes showed rare warmth and pity.

From birth, they cannot become medium-sized demons because of insufficient source of demons. They are so weak that if the wind is a little stronger, they might have killed them.

After she dies, these little guys will lose the backing of the great demon. By then, they will definitely be swallowed up by other demons. Even if there is no other demons, how long can this harsh environment last?

...

"Wow! Is this the candied haws?"

The little black balls surrounded Mingshi, looking at the snacks taken out of Mingshi's storage ring, and their eyes were filled with excitement and happiness.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

It was just that she had no spiritual power at all, and it was the snacks she bought when she wandered around the mortal world. It could bring extraordinary shock to these little hairballs born in the extreme north.

"Is there really so much delicious food outside?"

"This is much better than bitter vegetable soup!"

Bitter vegetable is probably the only plant that can grow here, and it is also the only food that these demons have no choice.

Mingshi has eaten it, it is very unpalatable.

Every bite is like eating rough sand and gravel.

Mingshi walked along the way with them holding a few of them, and met many small, cute or unlovable little monsters on the way. Everyone lived like Black Ball and others.

I heard that their elders or counted several generations were once high-level demons. Unfortunately, they were born with a lack of demonic energy and the source of demons inside their bodies was also innately insufficient.

People like them will never grow up here. Perhaps, shortly after the ancestors who supported them disappeared, they will be swallowed by other demons for survival, or they will swallow others up.

In short, whether you live or not, you can't see any future.

"Sir! When you go out in the future, can you take us to eat these delicious food?"

"Okay~"

Looking at the group of moist little demons beside her, she was looking at herself with hope, the kind of dependence she was as if she had looked at her master's self...

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Hehe, here is mentioned that the female demon cultivator who has ideas about Mingxiao is the ancestor of Li Qiwu. Unfortunately, he traveled through xp

After a little practice, I remember it badly. It was a fairy-demon competition, not a sword contest (covering my face and running away), the previous chapter has been revised

Thank you little baby Ling Luo for giving a flower~

Thank you little baby jojozxm for casting a monthly ticket (starting point) ~
Chapter completed!