The man on the stone bed was very thin, but he looked not ugly. His beard looked a little sloppy, his eyes were closed and his breath was weak.

This man was wearing a black Taoist robe, and the collar of the Taoist robe was also embroidered with cloud patterns, and he did not move at all. He was the owner of Lihuo Palace and Wen Yushan.

"Mr. Wen has been back for more than a year. We have tried our best to wake him up."

Shangguan Rou stood beside the bed, talking softly, her eyebrows full of sorrow.

Chang Sheng thought to himself that you have no choice, and I have no choice.

"There is no use in the soul resurrection pill?"

Chang Sheng could not speak his heart, so he had to say perfunctorily. Fortunately, he knew that Wen Qiuqing was catching the corpse to refine the soul-resurrecting pill to save Wen Yushan.

"A total of seventeen soul-resurrender pills have been refined, and they have been fed all of them, and there is no effect at all."

Shangguan Rou shook his head gently and sighed: "He has lost all his soul and is afraid he is powerless to turn the world back."

The loss of soul and soul means that Wen Yushan has become a living dead person. It is better to say that he is dead than to say that he is still alive.

After all, the soul is the foundation of human beings, and monks are no exception. Cultivators without souls are no different from walking corpses.

"Where did he go, and it was like this when he came back?"

Chang Sheng looked at Wen Yushan and subconsciously asked a question, and he immediately regretted it when he said this.

I am the young master with the highest generation. If I were truly the Wen Yushan sent by Tianjiao, I would like to ask again if it would be revealed.

"The ten golden elixirs farewell without saying goodbye to the sect leader, and the only ones who came back in the end were Mr. Wen and the Great Elder." Shangguan Rou's voice was still soft and she did not doubt it.

Chang Sheng felt relieved, but fortunately he was not sent out by himself, but after hearing about the Great Elder, he couldn't help but wonder.

Helianmu's guy was so stupid that he didn't look like a good person. Since Helianmu was safe and sound, why did Wen Yushan lose all his soul and return with severe injuries?

Changsheng didn't ask any more questions about the doubts in his heart.

He had no idea about these secrets of the sect, so don't say anything wrong to arouse suspicion.

Chang Sheng did not ask, but Shangguan Rou continued: "The Great Elder only said that his group was attacked by a sneak attack by a prairie master and was forced to disperse. He brought Mr. Wen, who was severely injured, back to the sect, while the others were missing."

"Using the methods of the sect leader, you should be able to escape danger and avoid worrying too much." Chang Sheng said a panacea and turned around and walked out of the house.

It would be enough to check the patient number. He was afraid that Shangguan Rou would beg him to take action. Although Changsheng studied medicine, he was helpless about the patient without souls.

The uncle was about to leave, and Shangguan Rou saw the guests off in person.

After leaving the room, he heard a sound of flapping his wings. Chang Sheng turned his head to look, and then he found that there were two iron cages in the corner of the yard.

The iron cage is more than one person tall and very wide. The first cage contains a huge white-haired moth, and the other cage traps a white spider like a hill.

These two strange beasts are the white jade spider king and the big silkworm moth in the Silkworm King’s tomb.

The cranes and clams fought each other, and the fisherman benefited. Before the two giant beasts could decide the winner, they were captured alive by the master of Qianyun Sect who arrived at the Silkworm King's tomb and locked up in the depths of the Dan Pavilion.

Seeing Chang Sheng looking at the silkworm moth, Shangguan Rou smiled and said, "I captured the two monsters in the Tea Mountain Underground Palace alive. If the uncle likes to turn around and asks someone to send them to Fuyao Peak, especially the bloodline of this big silkworm moth seems not very simple."

"No need, keep it." Chang Sheng's eyelids twitched and left Dan Pavilion without looking back.

I was almost swallowed before and sent to Fuyao Peak. Do you watch the Spider King and the Big Silkworm Moth have nightmares every day?

Without the golden elixir, Changsheng doesn't want to contact the terrible demon spirit.

After walking to Dan Pavilion, Chang Sheng looked at Lao Bai more and more liked him because the crane was stupid enough. As expected, he was still waiting outside and his lying position had not changed.

Drive the white crane and fly to the back mountain.

"Old Bai, do you think you are a crane or a goose? It seems that there is no such person as stupid as you are in the crane."

In the air, Chang Sheng muttered to himself. The flying white crane flipped his eyes and did not look at the road. He just flew forward, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

Not long after, an isolated tower appeared in the deserted forest in the distance.

The tower is nine floors high, each of which is five feet high, and stands in the mountains, making it look desolate and special.

This nine-story tower is one of the secret places of Qianyun Sect, the Demon Locking Tower.

There are many sayings about the legend of the Demon Locking Tower circulating among the disciples, and Xiao Mianhua only sounds like one of them.

There is also a legend that tells the story of Xue Beiyu falling in love with the great demon, but being unwilling to the heaven and earth, and finally descending to the heavenly punishment and killing. So the two hid in the demon lock tower and worked together in the tower for a hundred years to spend the rest of their lives together.

The rules that cannot be entered without the golden elixir are enough to make most disciples curious. All the rumors are due to the mystery of the Demon Locking Tower.

Chang Sheng was also curious, but when he got closer, he found someone guarding outside the Demon Lock Tower.

A red-faced old man sat cross-legged outside the tower gate, emitting the aura of golden elixir. He opened his eyes and looked like lightning.

The sound of the white crane falling to the ground woke up the tower guard who was sitting cross-legged and practicing. The old man was about to get angry, but suddenly he saw the person's appearance and hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Zuogang, pay homage to the uncle!"

The old man's voice was loud and his elders came to visit him, so he did not dare to neglect him.

Chang Sheng nodded, looked at the tower, and asked, "The Demon Locking Tower has something strange recently."

Although there are countless books and a big monster in the tower, it is better to ask clearly.

"Report to Uncle Master, there has been no abnormal movement in the Demon Locking Tower in recent years. Is Uncle Master going in?" Zuo Gang answered very affirmatively. He was in seclusion here, practicing while guarding the tower.

"Check some things and open the door." Chang Sheng held his hands behind his back, his tone plain.

When the elders of the sect read the books, Zuo Gang naturally would not stop him. He personally opened the door to the Demon Locking Tower and asked Changsheng to enter.

"Uncle Master has little time and will never go through this demon lock tower in the future. There are some taboos in the tower that Master needs to remember."

Zuo Gang is quite old and has been guarding the Demon Locking Tower for many years. He was sure that this was his first time to come, so he explained the situation of the Demon Locking Tower in detail.

The nine-story demon lock tower, the first eight layers are filled with books, including the mental techniques and even experiences of various sects. The books collected by the entire Qianyun Sect for hundreds of years are definitely not a small number.

You can read the books on the first eight floors at will and take them away, but you can't go to the ninth floor.

The Demon Locking Tower is transformed from the best magic weapon, and all its power is concentrated on the highest level, and the ninth level is also a place where the great monster is sealed, and no one dares to approach it without authorization.

When Chang Sheng learned that the ninth floor was sealed with the great demon, he naturally would not go up, unless he was tired of living.

"How many layers are there for books about illusion?" Chang Sheng looked around with his hands behind his back, and seemed to ask casually.

"The books related to illusion are on the seventh floor." Zuo Gang said the taboos of the Demon Locking Tower and retreated. Uncle Master checked the books, but he couldn't disturb him.

After Zuo Gang left, Chang Sheng himself was the only one left in the entire demon lock tower. He climbed up the steps and headed straight to the seventh floor.

Apart from illusions, Changsheng is not interested in other things and has no time to read other books. After reaching the seventh floor, he flips through the books on the bookshelf one by one from left to right.

From early morning to dusk, and from dusk to midnight.

For a whole day, Chang Sheng was searching for clues about the secret method of the Silver Pupil on the seventh floor.

At midnight, he finally saw a book introducing the illusion of the grassland, which clearly stated the source of the Silver Pupil Secret Method.

"Western Temple!"
Chapter completed!