The Demon Hunting Well is actually a lake, but it is called a well because of its narrow and round shape and its bottomless depth.

Legend has it that the ancestor of the Ji family once hunted a big demon king here, so it was also known as a demon hunter.

At this time, there were three skinny old men in red robes standing by the lake, standing in a position similar to an equilateral triangle. Each of them was slightly bowed, with seals on their hands, kneeling on one knee, without blinking.

He blinked and looked at the calm lake.

"The time is almost up, why hasn't the Ninth Young Master come out yet?" One of the clean-faced, beardless old men said anxiously, "Will something happen?"

The old man with a red beard on the right replied in a deep voice: "No, as long as the fire in my heart is not extinguished, nothing will happen."

"However, we are almost reaching the limit." The old man with a broken eyebrow on the right side of the red-bearded old man replied: "If there is another half a stick of incense, even if the ninth master can hold on, we will not be able to hold on."

As he was talking, a series of bubbles suddenly appeared on the lake.

After a while, there were more and more bubbles and they were getting bigger and bigger.

"Ha!" A figure emerged from the lake like a dragon. After leaping dozens of feet into the air, the water rippled off his body and suddenly fell back to the ground. It turned out to be a handsome young man.

"Ninth Young Master!" The three old men immediately closed their fingerprints and shouted respectfully.

The young master did not respond. He just used his spiritual energy to evaporate all the water on his body. He then took out a new set of clean clothes from the storage bag placed by the lake and put them on.

At this time, he turned to look at the three old men and said calmly: "Everyone, get up."

The three old men looked at each other, stood up slowly, and were silent for several seconds. The beardless old man couldn't help but ask: "Ninth Young Master, do you know if you can find the bottom of the demon-hunting well?"

"No." The young master shook his head in displeasure, "This well has no bottom. It's like an ice cave under a hundred feet, and like a hell of fire under a thousand feet. When it reaches nine thousand nine hundred feet, it's already deep.

I've reached my limit. If I dive any further, I'm afraid my soul will be annihilated."

When the three old men heard this, they couldn't help but look disappointed.

"It's only a hundred feet short." The red-bearded old man sighed with regret.

The old man with severed eyebrows was a little doubtful, and after a while he said: "Since the difference is only a hundred feet, can the Ninth Young Master see a little of the bottom?"

"You can't see it." The young master said impatiently: "When you go down to a thousand feet, your spiritual eyes are basically useless. When you reach five thousand feet, even your spiritual consciousness can't come out of its shell."

"Then what should we do?" The red-bearded old man frowned, "If we don't take out the thing at the bottom of the well, how can we bring the envoy back to life?"

The old man with broken eyebrows shook his head and said: "I can only say that the opportunity has not come yet."

"How could it not be here?" The old man Wu Xu was a little dissatisfied and shouted angrily: "Now the Holy Fire is all over the Xianyun Continent, the two guardians on the left and right have appeared, and two of the four envoys have also appeared. It is the beginning of the revival of our holy religion.

When the time comes, you must never give up.”

"I don't care whether you are a saint or not. Anyway, I won't go down there anymore." The young master said with an unhappy look on his face: "I want you to go, or you can find someone else to go."

"Ninth Young Master, your words are a bit inappropriate." Old Man Wu Xu's eyes darkened and he said coldly: "Don't forget, it was us who made you a success, and we also pushed you to the Yuanshen stage. As a condition, you must

The incarnated holy boy who is the messenger of falling fire."

"That's right." The tone of the old man with broken eyebrows suddenly became stern, "If you want to go back on your word, we will take back everything you have gained at any time, including your life!"

The young master had obviously reached the limit of his patience with these three old men. He simply gave up his fight and spread his hands: "Okay, you can take back your cultivation base and order you to take it back as well. Anyway, you don't regard me as any young master. That's right."

Treat me as just a tool, just to get what's at the bottom of the well, and don't even consider my feelings."

"Okay, stop complaining, let's calm down." The red-bearded old man persuaded softly, "Ninth Young Master, don't be so depressed. Just take out the things at the bottom of the well, and when the Fallen Fireman is resurrected, you can

You can naturally regain your freedom, and we will no longer pester you, and will also give you a batch of natural and earthly treasures, enough for you to rule the roost."

"Thank God for not burning the bridge by then." Naturally, the young master would not believe such empty words, but his life was in the hands of others, and he had to submit.

The red-bearded old man said very sincerely: "Don't worry, we swore a poisonous oath to our ancestors. If we violate the oath, we will be punished by heaven and earth."

The old man Wu Xu added: "When we joined the religion, we had already given our hearts and souls to the sacred fire of our ancestors, so we will never break our oath."

"You are an incarnated boy. Even if the fallen fire envoy is resurrected, you will still gain Yu Ze and become a candidate for our next envoy." The old man with the broken eyebrows persuaded seductively: "At that time, you will really become the ninth master.

Well, we old guys still have to look up to you."

"I hope so." The young master is not that easy to persuade, but his rebellious mood is not so strong. "Forget it for today. Let me rest for a few days and try again."

The old man Wu Wu said with some worry: "It's better to do it as soon as possible, so as not to have a long night and many dreams."

The old man with broken eyebrows obviously also felt that it was not advisable to delay: "Yes, if the people from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect notice it, then all the previous efforts will be wasted."

"There are three red fruits here, which can restore your spiritual power and lost blood." The old man with a red beard took out a red transparent fruit from his arms and handed it to the young man. "We don't have much time, we must

Hurry up, you really can't afford to delay."

At this time, a short-legged skeleton ran from a distance, rushed forward and said, "Report. The Ghost King is coming this way with the three princesses and two strange women."

"What is he doing here?" The old man with a broken eyebrow looked puzzled and said to himself in confusion.

The old man Wu Xu made some ominous guesses: "You don't want to take back the Demon Hunting Well, do you?"

"The Demon Hunting Well is originally a thing of our Ten Thousand Fire Sect. This Ten Thousand Ghost Cave was lent to them by our sect, the Horned Ghost Clan, thousands of years ago." The red-bearded old man opened his eyes angrily and stared at the One-Horned One coming from a distance.

Ghost King and others.

"Don't make any noise, I will deal with him." The young master took the lead to calm down and said calmly: "He is my uncle after all. As long as the matter is not exposed, he will not do anything to me."

Just as he was talking, the One-horned Ghost King, the three princesses, Liu Meng, Liu Yunman and others had already approached the Demon Hunting Well.

"Uncle, third cousin, why do you have time to come here?" The young master adjusted his clothes a little, and greeted him with a smile, "Let a few little guys know in advance, so that I can prepare some good wine and food.

Stay."

The one-horned ghost king still maintained his dignity as a ghost king in front of this young master, and said in a measured tone: "Well, there is no need for food and drinks. I came to see you because I need to confirm something with you."

"I wonder what it is?" The young master glanced at Liu Meng and Liu Yunman as he spoke, "I wonder who these two fairies are?"

Liu Meng was too lazy to talk nonsense and didn't like beating around the bush, so he went straight to the point and asked, "Are you one of those people who plays with fire or water?"

"It's the Wanyuan Xinghuo Sect, or Wanhuo Sect for short." Liu Yunman reminded in a low voice from the side.

"Whatever." Liu Meng waved his hand nonchalantly and pointed at the young master in front of him, "You'd better not lie. I have learned from my husband that I have a sharp eye and can see through the truth and lies at a glance."

"Truth and lies can probably be heard, right? What does it have to do with watching?" The young master smiled faintly and said calmly: "What's more, before asking questions, should the two fairies present themselves?

Status, to show courtesy?"

"Just answer whatever I ask you, and don't even think about changing the subject." Liu Meng was a little unhappy. Apart from Xia Tian and the group of sisters, she was most bothered by others correcting her various grammatical errors.

Liu Yunman answered the young master's question: "We came from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect. We have the order signed by Queen Ji. We came to Wangui Cave specifically to investigate the traces of the Wanhuo cult."

As expected, he is from Piaomiao Xianmen, I thought he would come so quickly!

The young master and the three old men looked at each other, and each could see the fear and suspicion in the other's heart.

"I'm afraid those two fairies came to the wrong place. We have nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Fire Sect." The young master put on a kind smile on his face and said humbly: "Of course, if there is a clue, we will definitely find it in time.

In return."

Liu Meng shook his head: "No, you are lying."

"Oh, how can you see it?" The young master was shocked, but his face didn't show it at all and remained quite calm.

Liu Meng said impatiently: "What is obvious and not obvious? As soon as I look at you, I know that you are definitely not good people and you have definitely not done anything good."

At this time, the red-bearded old man couldn't help but said: "Although we are a ghost tribe, we are not evil heretics. Even if the two fairies are from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, they cannot slander us for no reason."

"Whether it's slander or not, you'll find out if you try it." Liu Meng chuckled, clenched his fist and hit the red-bearded old man.

This punch, with almost no warning, made the old man with a red beard break out in a cold sweat. He couldn't even retreat in time. He was hit by the wind of the punch and flew backwards dozens of steps, falling to the side of the demon-hunting well!

The other two old men were furious. They stopped Liu Meng and yelled: "How can it be unreasonable to beat someone without any evidence? Are all the people in Piaomiao Xianmen so arrogant and rude?"

"Evidence, what evidence, my fist is the evidence." Liu Meng came here to fight, and other things were not considered in her mind at all. Seeing that these two people dared to stop her, her interest suddenly became higher.

After a while, the three old men became a little overwhelmed.
Chapter completed!