Earlier, after searching the soul of Gao's shelf, Ding Xing accidentally learned that his uncle Wu Shiqing's mount was actually in Yutian Castle.

In fact, all the spirit beasts raised in Jinlu Winery were sold here, but after more than ten years of fighting, there are quite few mounts that still survive.

Before the battle just now, Min Yao summoned a golden rock elephant, which was actually the descendant of the demon elephant that protected the village at Jinlu Winery.

The whole story starts with a servant. The man's surname is Lu Mingce. With his magic of raising spirit beasts, he was recruited by Jinlu Winery to the Spirit Beast Hall and became a deacon disciple.

When Wu Lianchen hatched blood infant fruit, the Jinlu Winery suffered a poisonous disaster. Later, he ordered the whole village to move to Binghua Mountain. At that time, people were panic. All the villagers were preparing for the migration and did not care about other things, so the Spirit Beast Palace neglected its jurisdiction.

Seeing that Jinlu Winery was suffering from disaster, Lu Ce was about to abandon the village and leave. Before leaving, he stole all the 100 mounts of the Spirit Beast Palace and took them back to him.

But Lu Ce was just a cultivator in the Qi training stage. He carried so many mounts for a long time, which was not only useless to him, but also a burden. He originally wanted to kill the mount and sell the demon corpse to those furnace shops who were good at refining weapons. Later, he met a group of fellow cultivators who lived in Binghua Mountain and were very interested in these masterless demon slaves.

So he sold all the mounts to casual cultivators. These casual cultivators sneaked into the demon realm and traded the mounts to the market jointly opened by the six sects of the Demon Realm. It happened that Deacon Liang from Yutian Castle wanted to replenish monsters in the fighting arena, so he bought the mounts from the market.

In this way, Lu Yao Qingfeng followed Deacon Liang into Yutian Castle and fought for more than ten years. Most of its companions in Jinlu Winery died of misfortune. It was one of the few lucky ones who persisted.

Ding Xing decided to take Qingfeng out of Yutian Castle, but after so many years of bloody battles, it is unknown whether Qingfeng is still the mount that was greedy for the past, or whether he still recognizes Ding Xing.

He took out the human skin mask, disguised himself as a "skin painting technique", and suppressed his cultivation to the same level as the one in the shelf.

Du rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Can the method of disguise of seniors make the blood and energy fake? "

She had been communicating with Ding Xing for so long, but she never found out Ding Xing's identity, nor could she find Ding's eye-catching. Ding Xing kept saying that she sneaked into Yutian Castle for a deer demon, but there was nowhere to find the deer demon, so why did she have to capture it in Yutian Castle?

She felt that Ding Xing was just an excuse to find a deer. Ding Xing should have other plans, but she didn't talk much. Ding Xing saved her life and she would serve her so much.

Ding Xing heard her inquiry and said, "Do you need to check your blood when you enter the fort?"

Du rolled up his sleeves and nodded: "Everyone needs to check. The castle master refined a blood-melting magic plate, which sealed the essence and blood of all the monks living in the castle. When he went out to return, all the castle people would use the magic plate to detect it."

Ding Xing's 'skin painting technique' can only change his appearance and voice, but he is helpless with the essence and blood. However, since Du rolled up his sleeves and raised this question, there must be a solution: "Do you have a way to avoid detection?"

Du rolled up his sleeves and immediately lifted up a black hooded cloak, which was exactly the same as what she wore: "This is my mother's blood-transforming cloak, which can be disguised as the blood of all known races in the Immortal Cultivation World. Whether it is human cultivation or demon cultivation, you only need to extract their true blood and refine it into the cloak, and you can avoid the detection of the demon disk by using fakes."

Ding Xing took the cloak and found that it was a top-grade magic weapon. He asked casually: "Is this thing easy to use?"

Du rolled up his sleeves and said, "My mother wore a cloak and walked around the castle city of the six sects of the Demon Kingdom. She had never been seen through. In fact, the castles used magic plates to check their blood and energy, not to prevent detailed work, but mainly to find out the wild cultivators who took advantage of the benefits and collect their tributes. However, the tributes were all handed over to the castle owners. The monks responsible for the inspection were just doing the job. Not only did they not get any benefits, they were easily retaliated, so they were not strictly controlled."

The demon cultivators are used to fighting and are never afraid of being attacked by external cultivators. Therefore, their settlement is not guarding against spies. However, the demon cultivators are bloodthirsty, but the bridge is back to the bridge, and the road is back to the road. The accounts are clearly calculated. No matter who enters the demon castle, they must follow the rules, enter the fighting arena, and pay tribute regularly. If they dare to sneak, once they are discovered, they will be besieged by groups.

"As you said, there should be a lot of fakes in the fort?" Ding Xing learned from Gaoge that there were information about this. The number of fakes was actually quite large, but the people of the fortress didn't care.

"There is indeed a group of spies, even the seven sects of Weiguo, who were inserted into the seven sects of Weiguo!" Du rolled up his sleeves to explain the reason: "Our Demon Realm only recognizes strength and prey on the weak. As long as the cultivators of Weiguo live in the Demon Realm for many years, they will forget their original hearts. Those who are close to the vermilion and those who are close to the ink will not escape. Perhaps at first they were fake, but over time, they will really become demon cultivators."

So what is a demon?

Ding Xing still cannot understand it. Anyway, if you practice demon skills, you will definitely not be considered a true demon, because among the seven sects of Wei Kingdom, there are those who mainly practice demon skills.

According to the view of the monks of Wei Kingdom, the reason why monks in the Demon Realm are called demons is that they ignore any rules and etiquette in the world, act only by desires, without right and wrong, and act recklessly. In order to seek immortality, they can kill their fathers, their husbands, their wives, and their masters and disciples.

They regard slaughter as the source of enlightenment and robbery as a shortcut to immortality. Such evil deeds are common, but they themselves do not think that there is anything wrong with this. Instead, they think that the monks of Wei Kingdom should be pedantic and should be slaughtered.

It was these violent actions that made them judged as a demon by the monks of Wei Kingdom, but it was definitely not because of a few magical skills.

The so-called different Taos and no mutual plan is achieved, which is more obvious between the seven sects of Wei Kingdom and the six sects of the Demon Realm.

Ding Xing looked at Du rolling up his sleeves. This woman seemed to have already understood the essence of the devil's way of heaven and earth, and no teacher or relative.

Ding Xing didn't want her to be He Xijing's biological daughter.

Later this day.

Ding Xing and Du rolled up their sleeves and entered Yutian Castle, and successfully got through the blood-transforming cloak.

When she arrived at the fort, Du rolled up her sleeves and was very tactful and did not leave Ding Xing. As long as Ding Xing was still in Yutian Fort, she would accompany her throughout the journey.

"In order to facilitate participation in the fighting competition, the Spirit Beast Palace was built in the fighting competition venue. The seniors wanted to find the deer demon, so they must go there."

The Fighting Arena is built in the northwest corner of Yutian Castle, a valley surrounded by more than ten low peaks. One side of these peaks is opened as a monk stand, and the other side is full of monster nests.

When Ding Xing rushed outside the field, the rumbling thunder was rumbling in the valley. The formation sounded extremely fierce. The spiritual power fluctuated into the air and penetrated into the clouds a hundred feet high. It was definitely not something that the cultivators in the Qi training stage could do.

"Is there a monk who is Xuanfei who wants to settle in the castle and then comes to fight?"

"Not necessarily! There are not many new wandering cultivators coming to settle down every year. Among the Demon Forts, the biggest purpose of fighting is to compete for rankings. The more wins the game, the higher the ranking, so that you can get a place to join the Yusha Sect!"

"All the Demon Sect recruits disciples?"

"Specifically, it's a fight, because you'll be either alive or dead!"

(There are only two updates today. The subscription has plummeted in the past few days. I am adjusting the plot. This chapter is forced to collect. I am not satisfied with the quality, but I have to post it. Otherwise, the subscription will fall short and no one is willing to wait. I am also in great pain. I have lost my enthusiasm for writing and I can't write even if I rack my brains.)
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