The Lancang God got Ling Xuanluo's red rice, and with a satisfied look, he began to tell them stories. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after the ghost king ascended the throne at that time, his younger brother Guo Lian was not convinced, thinking that the throne should belong to him, so he had been eyeing the big seal in his brother's hand.

Ji Yu was threatened by Lian, and found out that he was secretly gathering forces outside the clan with the intention of rebelling, and the sense of crisis in his heart became increasingly serious, knowing that if this continued, chaos would occur, and the ghost clan might fall into a terrible disaster. If the crisis is to be resolved, Nangong Wo may be the only person who can turn to for help.

However, although this person is not bad, his temperament is not casual and helpful. He was secretive about his demon connections, and he didn't realize that Ji Yu had already learned his secret, and if he asked him for blood, he would be rejected and cut off.

Ji Yu racked his brains and tempted him in various ways, just asking him to get a drop of demon blood, who knew that his defense line was strong, and no matter how he tried left or right, he couldn't succeed.

In order to protect the throne and the safety of the people, Ji Yu did not dare to give up.

He racked his brains to find a new countermeasure, and the only way he could think of was to do what he liked, set up a wine banquet, and invited Nangong Wo to drink for three days, and finally made him confide in the truth after drinking, admitting that he was a blue peacock demon, and taking advantage of his drunkenness to wake up, cut his fingers, and squeezed out a few drops of flame-like demon blood.

Ji Yu finally got this magic weapon and stored it properly, and couldn't help but be ecstatic, thinking that from now on, he could easily control the ghosts in the domain, and he no longer had to worry about the rebellion that Tai Lian might launch.

After Nangong Wo woke up, he noticed the scheme, and hated Ji Yu so much that he was about to turn his face with him. Ji Yu is not a traitor, knowing that no matter how she says this, she is at her own fault, for fear that not only will she lose this friend, but she will also have one more enemy in the future, so she had to grit her teeth and make up her mind, and gave Nangong Wo a ghost clan treasure and a soul pill.

The treasure of the Soul Restoration Pill is in no way inferior to Nangong Wo's blood. Obtaining this treasure is like obtaining a Dao Death Talisman, even if it is already a dead body, as long as you hold this pill, you can come back to life.

Resurrecting the dead is a disturbance of the order of the six realms of reincarnation, and heaven and earth do not tolerate it, even if the ghost king wants to make such a decision, he has to think twice. From the founding of the ghost clan to the ascension of Ji Yu, ten thousand years have passed, and there are only three soul rejuvenation pills sent out.

Nangong Wo saw that Ji Yu did not hesitate to use such a valuable treasure to make amends, and his attitude was sincere, so he couldn't get angry again, but only blamed a few words, saying that if he came directly, with this friendship, he would never spare a few drops of demon blood and the like.

Ji Yu was relieved to solve the trouble, but for Nangong Wo, this matter became the beginning of a turning point in fate, he was a blue peacock demon, with rare blood, and it was no longer a secret.

Since then, his peaceful life has been shattered, and from time to time strange spirits from all walks of life have come out to harass him. In order to prevent being hunted and blooded, he had to stay away from the Central Plains and hide in the deep mountains of Yunnan, but found that it was primitive and simple, with beautiful mountains and rivers, compared with the chaos and noise of the Central Plains, it was a rare good place, so he took root here with satisfaction.

Since the creation of the Divine Skill Wind and Thunder Break, Nangong Wo has always had a wish, that is, one day, he can use this skill to establish a sect, recruit disciples, and carry forward this kung fu.

When he was in the Central Plains, there were many schools of martial arts, and his wind and thunder were broken into new creations, and he didn't become famous so quickly just by kicking the gym, so how easy is it to attract disciples to join a little person like him?

However, after coming to Yunnan, the land here is vast and sparsely populated, and most of the popular spells are pretending to be gods, and there are very few hard skills, which gives him the opportunity to show his strength.

After a lot of struggle in the mountains, Nangong Wo finally realized his long-cherished wish for many years and founded his own sect, Wuque Gate.

(To be continued.) )