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"Long, Senior Long, don't lie to me, this is what you said about the sect?"

After half a ring, Ning Chuan finally reacted, looked at the smooth stone in front of him, and asked incredulously.

"That's right!

Long Feihu was not embarrassed, but continued proudly: "I told you earlier, don't be confused by the scene in front of you, you can feel it and see what is different here?"

Listening to Long Feihu's words again, Ning Chuan closed his eyes, his mind was intoxicated between heaven and earth, and after about a quarter of an hour, Ning Chuan opened his eyes.

"I see, what you said is different......"

After a pause, Ning Chuan pretended to be deep and said, "It's just that the trees here are particularly thick, the weeds are particularly lush, and the stones are particularly smooth!"

"Get out!

A slap on Ning Chuan's head, Long Feihu looked angry, and then he put his hand on the smooth stone.

The silk yuan power flowed out of Long Feihu's hand and merged into the smooth stone, and then, the stone slowly turned, and Long Feihu also let go of his hands.

"Don't talk!

I saw that the speed of the stone slowly increased, and around the stone, a strange energy was slowly emanated, and then cracks appeared in the void, and soon a void passage appeared, dark and long.

"This ...... Just opened the Void Passage so easily?"

Relying on an ordinary stone and a trace of Yuan Force to open the Void Passage, this method is much simpler than when Hua Chengtian opened the Void Passage.

"Let's go, unseen stinky boy!"

After Long Fenghu finished speaking, he strode into the void passage, Ning Chuan followed closely, but the scene in front of him made him feel what it means to be amazed.

It's not that he hasn't walked through the Void Passage, but this Void Passage is the same, it is not lifeless inside, on the contrary, countless stars hang above the passage, shining, giving Ning Chuan the illusion of being in the universe.

Seeing that Ning Chuan was speechless in surprise, Long Feihu smiled proudly, but didn't say anything, and after a while, the void passage opened again, and the two of them landed on a clearing.

"What a rich spiritual power!"

Taking a deep breath, Ning Chuan couldn't help but admire, when he first came to Nanling, he already felt that Nanling's aura was rich enough, but now here, it was even richer than Nanling's aura.

He was even more curious about Long Feihu's identity, this Long Feihu was obviously using the temperament of a lewd uncle to hide his extraordinary.

"Uncle Shi!"

A few disciples who were cleaning not far away hurriedly ran over and greeted respectfully, but when they saw Ning Chuan, a trace of strangeness flashed in their eyes.

This is a secret place, and generally speaking, no one will be brought in, even Long Feihu does not have this permission, but the seniority is there, and they can't say anything.

"Well, go about your business!"

In the sect, Long Feihu put away the obscene gesture outside, waved his hand, and shuttled all the way with Ning Chuan.

"This place is called the Demon Slayer Sect, it is a sect born to kill the Demon Dao Evil Cultivator, these years the Demon Dao Evil Cultivator has been dormant in the world, and he does not dare to float his head, and the Demon Slayer Sect has gradually declined!"

Long Feihu introduced as he walked, although his tone was flat, Ning Chuan heard a trace of sadness from it.

"Senior Long, the demonic path and evil cultivators can't come out to make trouble, this is a good thing for the cultivators in the world, the sect is always something outside the body, don't be too sad!"

It is rare, Ning Chuan did not squeeze Long Feihu, but comforted him a little, after Long Feihu listened, he smiled and said: "It's that I'm hypocritical, and my consciousness is not as high as you!"

After taking Ning Chuan around the sect, Long Feihu prepared housing for Ning Chuan again, and then left, and when he walked in the sect, Ning Chuan did find the decline of the Demon Slayer Sect.

The Demon Slayer Sect is very large, but there are almost no people in sight, and along the way, there are only about a hundred people in sight, which has to be said to be a tragedy for the sect.

It can be said unceremoniously that even the original Ziyang Martial Arts Academy had many more people than the Demon Slayer Sect.

However, this is not without benefits, at least there are fewer people, there is no need to compete for resources, and the elders of the sect can better teach their disciples about cultivation.

This night, Ning Chuan slept very peacefully, isolated from the world, the night was very quiet, and Ning Chuan didn't have to worry about someone coming to assassinate him.

The outside world is too noisy, and the ordinary life now is also a kind of cultivation for him.

He had completely believed in Long Feihu, if Long Feihu wanted to kill him, he could do it outside, and there was no need to go to great lengths to trick him into coming to the Demon Slayer Sect.

Early the next morning, Ning Chuan woke up early and came to the martial arts training ground of the Demon Slaying Sect, where Ning Chuan prepared to practice in the morning.

What surprised him a little was that in the martial arts training ground, there were already nearly two hundred disciples of the Demon Slaying Sect, neatly arranged together, sitting cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

The most peculiar thing is that their bodies exude a layer of soft golden light, and that kind of power makes Ning Chuan feel very kind.

No one paid attention to Ning Chuan, and Ning Chuan was also very familiar and did not make a big noise, he sat on tiptoe to the side, and also sat up, integrating his mind into the heaven and earth, slowly running the Yuan Force in his body, and entering the cultivation state.

"Buzz ......"

However, something happened to Ning Chuan's surprise, the gray yuan force in the dantian was ownerless, and it was slowly released outside the body, faintly glowing like the golden light of other people.

It's just that his gray yuan power is particularly weird, and it is very conspicuous in the crowd.

"Could it be that the gray yuan power in my body really has something to do with the Demon Slayer Sect?"

Thinking of what Long Feihu said before, Ning Chuan couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, but he didn't continue to think about it, and was still immersed in cultivation.

The time for cultivation passed quickly, the sun was rising, and when Ning Chuan opened his eyes, he was already surrounded by cultivators, and when he saw Ning Chuan open his eyes, they all took a few steps back.

Hehe, Ningchuan Xiaoyou, the head of the house is invited, please come with me!"

An elegant middle-aged man stepped forward, with a gentle smile on his face, holding a paper fan in his hand, and made a gesture of please.

"Please lead the way!"

Patting the dust on his body, Ning Chuan also responded with a smile, he liked the peaceful atmosphere here very much, especially the middle-aged man in front of him, who looked much more reliable than Long Feihu.

The middle-aged man led the way in front, and soon brought Ningchuan into a large hall, where there was no magnificence, no splendor, there was just a simple atmosphere, that feeling, like a cup of mellow tea, made people not only sink into it.

On the top of the main hall, an old man with white eyebrows but a ruddy face was looking at Ning Chuan with a smile, he was wearing a white robe, and he didn't say anything, but it made Ning Chuan feel like a fairy wind and bones.

Next to him, there were two people, one was Long Feihu, and the other was a stout middle-aged man with cold eyes and no smiles.

"I can't imagine that Long Feihu's status in the Demon Slayer Sect is so high......"

After muttering in his heart, Ning Chuan clasped his fists with both hands, bowed slightly, and said, "I've seen all the seniors!"

These people are all the predecessors of the Demon Slayer Sect, and they have made a lot of contributions to maintaining the peace of cultivators in the world, but few people know that this ceremony is a kind of respect for them by Ning Chuan.

"Not bad, polite, Feihu is still by my side, constantly saying bad things about you, it seems that he is very big about your city!"

The old man gently supported his hands, and a soft force helped Ning Chuan up, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

"Old decay Xu Qingfeng is the head of the Demon Slayer Sect, and he took the liberty of inviting Ningchuan Xiaoyou to the Demon Slaying Sect, please bear with me!"

Xu Qingfeng was very generous, and there seemed to be a magic in his words, which made Ning Chuan's mood unusually calm, and he didn't pursue Long Feihu's bad things about him.

"Master Xu is serious, it is Ning Chuan's honor to be able to come to the Demon Slaying Sect!"

After a pause, Ning Chuan continued: "I don't know if Master Xu is looking for Ning Chuan, is it because of the gray yuan force in my body?"

When he was outside, Long Feihu had already mentioned the matter of Gray Yuan Force to him, and now it was not difficult for Daoist Ningchuan to guess it, so he said it directly.

"Since Ning Chuan Xiaoyou is so frank, then the old man is not afraid to say it directly......"

Xu Qingfeng smiled slightly, in front of Ning Chuan, he didn't have the slightest shelf, as if he was like an ordinary old man, telling things about it.

It turned out that the gray yuan power on Ning Chuan's body was very likely to be the inheritance left by the Iron Blood God King, the founder of their Demon Slaying Sect.

Thousands of years ago, the Iron Blood God King founded the Demon Slayer Sect, and focused his life on killing demonic cultivators, and even used a black tower to suppress countless big demons.

At that time, the Iron Blood God King was peerless, known as the strongest man with the most potential to impact the Great Emperor, but in a demon slaying operation, he was missing.

In the past thousands of years, their Demon Slaying Sect has traveled all over Nanling, but they have not found any clues, and the appearance of Ning Chuan has given them hope.

"Predator King...... The closest to the existence of the Great ......"

A series of news made Ning Chuan a little confused, after listening to what Xu Qingfeng said, he was already able to determine that the Demon Tower of Futu Town was left by the Iron Blood God King.

Basically no one knows about the Demon Tower in Futu Town, but now Xu Qingfeng can say it so clearly, it is obviously not a lie.

"That's right, the exercise I practiced, called the Great Silence Destruction Decision, was obtained by me in a black tower, and many big demons and demons were sealed in it......"

After making a decision, Ning Chuan didn't talk nonsense, and told the things in the Demon Tower of Futu Town one by one, and the hearts of the people in the hall were stirred when he heard it.

Half an hour later, Ning Chuan explained all the things about the Demon Tower of Futu Town, Xu Qingfeng stood up even more, his body kept trembling, his eyes were filled with tears, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's been thousands of years, I can't imagine that there is still a chance to find the former Futu Tower of the Iron and Blood Emperor, and I will slay the Demon Sect if the sky does not die!"

The situation of the Demon Slaying Sect, Ning Chuan knows, the entire sect is only three hundred people, but the demonic evil cultivators in the world have not perished, if one day, the Demon Slaying Sect is really annihilated by history, at that time, the demonic evil cultivators will rise, and no one can control it anymore.

Retrieving the Futu Town Demon Tower, one is to retrieve the magic weapon of the ancestors of the mountain, as the treasure of the Zhenzong, and a more important reason is that it can continue to continue the Demon Sealing Sect!