.Nine years later, in Shushan: a high cliff towering into the clouds stood calmly in the mountains. If it weren't for the existence of the cracks on the cliff and the immortal sealing formation, no one would have believed that this place was the Chiyou blood cave of the past. The tumbling blood mist and demonic energy have slowly calmed down since a year later. The dark clouds and howling winds disappeared without a trace. After that, the dead plants began to slowly recover and reborn. Soon, the time has changed and have returned to the same as before the blood demon appeared. The lush vegetation almost covered the surface of the cliff, and the several ancient pine trees that swung in the wind have also grown tender branches. The sound of birds can be seen between the green cliffs. The warm sunshine and the blue sky without any impurities make the place look particularly peaceful.

But a Taoist sitting on a rock stand not far from here was constantly radiating a disharmonious murderous aura and chill. He was wearing a gorgeous white-backed and blue-patterned Taoist robe. Not only was he buckled with gold wire, but it was also inlaid with sea blue gems the size of a fingernail. After matching the Taoist robe woven with a silkworm from heaven, the Taoist robe made of nobleness made this great depression similar to the unique luxury of the royal family in the secular world. If the flying sword jellyfish ice spirit that was constantly circling beside him was dissipated with a blue halo, he would have been more like a prince traveling rather than a sword immortal cultivator. He was very dissatisfied with Qing Lanzi that day. Cang Jie, who is also one of the seven sons of the clouds, was obviously in a very bad mood at this moment. His originally handsome facial features were a little distorted at this moment, and his face was full of gloomy and murderous aura, which was originally ethereal and outsized.

Cangjie looked at the peace and peaceful mountains in front of him and thought to himself: "Master, is he a little confused? He actually asked me to guard the so-called Chiyou Blood Site for nine years. No matter how strong the so-called Youquan Old Monster is, he is just a person. Could it be that he can cause any damage to our Emei? He was so arrogant back then, but he still hid in the blood spot silently? These evil demons and demons just want to attract attention. Now they probably have already slipped away. I don't know how long I will stare at here stupidly."

No wonder he felt so uneasy. The old monster Youquan is just the most famous among the old demons of the Demonic Dao. In addition to being chased by Emei, he only killed several small sects with only ten people and some casual cultivators. This old monster who regards Emei as his opponent has long been used to it. Not to mention that he can attack the golden top, there are not many people who dare to appear head-on. Almost all people find opportunities to kill people and grab treasures and hide, while Youquan just relies on his blood nerves. It is just difficult to completely kill the characteristics. This time, it was just a big hit with the advantage of the terrain of Youquan Blood Point. The thought of the three demons and Buddhas in the world taking Emei as the most respected, has been deeply imprinted in his heart. He never thought that Youquan could pose a slight threat to Emei with his own strength. The more he thought about it, the less he was, Cang Jie clenched his right hand and punched the rock wall beside him. With a "boom", the thunderous sword energy emitted from his arm immediately made a large gap in the rock frame.

A tender humming came from behind the broken rocks. An elf that was the size of a palm slowly flew out with a pink halo. Yan Zhi was gentle and charming. The face of the elf with a peach blossom was now full of painful expressions. The wide pink costume came out of the bottom lane, and there was also a terrible crack on the golden wings behind her. After slapping her hard twice, she slowly stopped on the gravel. She was so petite, so cute, so adorable.

The elf curled up beside him endured the pain and tried not to make a sound, but the wound almost tore the entire left wing apart. The strong pain made the little guy moan. After Cang Jie turned his eyes to him, the cute elf slightly raised the little face with the rain, timid and panicked, trying to hide behind the rock block, but this action aggravated the pain on her body and made her fall down. After a slight look at the broken rocks and flowers and the fragments of the plants, Cang Jie understood that it was the sword energy he had just released that accidentally injured the elf who was eating behind the rocks.

The beautiful little guy in front of him was awe-inspiring, and his timid gaze immediately attracted Cang Jie's attention. He slowly stretched out his left hand and said, "Little guy, you are so weak and so pitiful, the most insignificant power in the world is enough to smash you, but you are so cute..."

Faced with the huge black shadow gradually swallowing her, the pink elf tried hard to move her body to avoid it, but the injury made her unable to move at all. However, the thumb, which was not much smaller than her body, not only did not bring any pain, but the blue clouds spread out wrapped around her injured left wing like raindrops. Soon the huge wound disappeared without a trace. The pink elf's eyes gradually transformed from doubt and confusion to the surprise and excitement. After flapping its wings and flying back and forth in the air for a while, it stopped on Cang Jie's fingers again, with a pair of beautiful eyes looking at him with admiration and gratitude. Cang Jie, such a cute and beautiful elf, certainly would not feel bored, and teased the elf with interest.

Needless to say, this seemingly pure and cute elf was transformed by the Red Corpse Demon Lord. The Demon King, who exists in his spiritual body, is best at manipulation, playing with people's hearts, and turning others into his own puppets with charm and mental power. Cang Jie's dissatisfaction with resentment was completely seen through at a glance. How could such a character, the Red Corpse Demon Lord let go? In a short while, Cang Jie fell into the trap woven by the Red Corpse Demon Lord.

The agile eyes of the elf transformed from the red corpse constantly conveyed different emotions such as sorrow, awe, worship, etc. Although there was no language, every frown, smile, every move was filled with fatal attraction, but it was so natural, pure, and extremely pleasing. In just a moment, Cang Jie's love was gained and sat intimately on his shoulders.

Under the influence of the mental power and emotional suggestion of the Red Corpse Demon Lord, Cang Jie gradually regarded her as the object of congratulation and kept saying: "I and my brothers are the seven sons of Yunzhong. Why can other brothers go to the world of Xiaoyao and wipe out the demons of the Demon Sect? I must look at this rock wall here with no one. It is because I have always been like this. My cultivation level is getting worse than that of Senior Brother Jianying………………”

The elf transformed from the red corpse also catered to his indignant eyes. Cang Jie also talked endlessly under the influence of the charm of spiritual power: "I made great progress in practicing the Nine Heavens Profound Sutra that I passed down by Master at the time. If the cold-attributed jellyfish ice spirit is matched with the Invisible Sword, it will definitely be extremely powerful. But Master actually gave the Invisible Sword to Qing Lanzi, who had just begun to practice the Nine Heavens Profound Sutra. This is simply inexplicable. Is it because his father is Qi Shuming..."

At this time, even he himself did not appear. After a faint pink aura gradually invaded his body, his mood became more and more irritable. The resentment towards his senior brother, junior brother, and even his master Baimei Zhenren gradually increased. His face, which was originally a little cold, was now distorted. He gritted his teeth and said softly: "He must have been killed by someone, he deserved it, hahaha, who made him overestimate his ability to occupy my invisible sword? Baimei only knew that he only knew that he only favored Qi Shuming and intended to let this guy inherit the Taoist tradition. So they were all jealous and excluded me, afraid that I would contact them more and I would threaten their status, so they indulged Situ Jianying, an idiot who only knew swords!"

Just as Cang Jie looked at the direction of the Emei Golden Top with resentment and cursed constantly, the elf transformed from the Red Corpse Demon Lord also sat happily on his shoulders, making a crisp laugh like a bell, and an almost transparent blood-red in the darkness looked at all this coldly.
Chapter completed!