The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 777 [V020] The boss of the nine dynasties! (two more)

   Before fully understanding the situation here, Yan Jiuchao decided to conceal his and Yu Wan's origins. After so many years of licking blood, the most important thing Yan Jiuchao learned was never to expose himself too much.

   Yan Jiuchao said in his usual tone: "We are... people from Xianzong."

   "Huh?" Jing Wuju was taken aback.

   Yu Wan almost laughed.

   This guy is really a master who doesn't want to suffer. He is a Saint Sect, so he came to an Immortal Sect. This Immortal Sect sounds more awesome than Saint Sect.

  If it wasn't for Yan Jiuchao's seriousness, Jing Wuju would almost reply on the spot, why are you joking? Where in this world is there a fairy? Niu didn't brag like that, and he didn't know where he came from, so he dared to call himself Xianzong, can he have a face?

  Jing Wuzhu choked for a long time, and still said that, he almost accidentally hurt him, and the reason is the first, more patience, more patience!

  Jingwuju suppressed his heart and asked gently, "Then may I ask you, how should I address you?"

  Yan Jiuchao didn't answer him, but asked, "Is your Yuqing real person the boss here?"

   "Huh?" Jing Wuju was stunned again.

   What is this? Why did it involve the real person Yuqing again? Also, boss? Is it the boss he understands? A person who claims to be a sect of Xianzong, why is he so... bandit?

  Jing Wuzhu couldn't keep up with the other party's brain circuit at all: "What boss?"

   "It's the most powerful one." Yan Jiuchao said.

  Jing Wuzhu's face instantly showed a look of admiration and admiration: "Then it must be the patriarch of my holy sect - Daojun Lishan."

   Yan Jiuchao seemed to have an epiphany: "Well, then you can call me Jiuchao Xianjun."

  Jing Wuzhu: "?!"

   Are you still addicted?

   There is no Xianjun in this world at all!

   At the moment when the opponent made a move, Jing Wuju pretended that he had run into someone in the same way. How could he have thought that it would be such a shameless snake-spirit disease?

   "By the way, don't you call me Xianjun?" Yan Jiuchao squinted at him.

  Jingwucurse almost made a foul language, is it Xianjun that you have no idea in your heart? The face is not so big!

   "Today's juniors don't even call Xianjun anymore, there are no rules!" Yan Jiuchao hummed.

  "I..." Jing Wuzhu was almost speechless, please look in the mirror, who of us is more like a junior? Are you over twenty? My real age can be your grandfather!

  Yu Wan pulled Yan Jiuchao's sleeve gently, indicating that he was almost done, don't take advantage too much and offend people.

  Yu Wan was not afraid of offending Jing Wuju. In fact, from the moment when the two fought against each other, it was obvious that Jing Wuju could not beat Yan Jiuchao, otherwise he would not be so polite.

   Even if this is not the big week that I am familiar with, the human nature is the same everywhere.

   It's just that they are looking for someone right now. This Jing Wuju seems to be a local aboriginal, and he may be able to ask some useful information from his mouth.

  Yan Jiuchao also understood Yu Wan's worries, he hummed lightly, Jing Wuzhu didn't know what he was humming, Jing Wuzhu was suddenly very afraid of the young man speaking, and always felt that he had nothing good to say.

   "How did you know that I am one of your fellows?" Yan Jiuchao returned to the topic.

   He suddenly became serious, and Jing Wuju felt that he was not used to it. He paused for a long time before saying, "You are not from the Demon Race, of course you are from our side. Could it be a third-party force?"

   Listening to what he said, it seems that there are only two forces here, the Demon Race and them, and things will become much simpler. A few children are either in the Demon Race or in the territory of this group of monks.

   "You are also here for the Demon Seed?" Jing Wuju said.

   "The Demon Seed?" Yan Jiuchao's eyes flashed, "You're here for this too?"

  Jingwu cursed: "Of course, if the demon seed is formed, the demon master will have the power to return to the Nine Realms. At that time, the Holy Land will be wiped out again."

   "You said... Holy Land?" Yan Jiuchao looked back at Yu Wan, and both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. The Holy Land that the Holy Clan was looking for was here.

   And the cave hidden in Guozijian must be an entrance to the Holy Land.

  The person you are looking for is not found, but the person you don’t want to look for has entered indiscriminately. Does this count as deliberately planting flowers that will not bloom, and inadvertently planting willows and willows?

   However, Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao didn't want to plant this willow at all, they just wanted to find a few children as soon as possible.

  Yu Wan whispered, "He said this is a holy place, so would Zhou Jin also come here?"

   "It's not clear yet, but it's very likely." Yan Jiuchao replied in a low voice.

  Yu Wan nodded: "If possible, we will take Zhou Jin back together, as well as the missing master and child, I wonder if it is King Rakshasa and Xiao Zhao."

  Yan Jiuchao pondered for a moment and said, "We are going out, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

   After they entered the stone room, the stone gate was closed, and the passage with Da Zhou was likely to be cut off. Of course, no matter what, he would not give up the way back, but he had to find a few children first.

   "How long have you been here?" Yan Jiuchao looked at Jing Wuju and asked.

  Jing Wuju said, "I just arrived, and I met the two of you. Because they were near the Earth Demon Palace, I thought they were the remnants of the Demon Race."

  Yan Jiuchao glanced at the book in his hand and said, "How many children have you met on your way here?"

  Jing Wuzhu's expression instantly became excited: "Could it be that Your Excellency Jiu Chao..."

   "Call me Xianjun Jiuchao." Yan Jiuchao interrupted him mercilessly.

   Pure no mantra: "..."

  Jing Wuzhu gritted his teeth and wanted to tell him that there is really no immortal monarch in this world, not even the Dao monarch himself, but the holy land's honorific title for the masters of the highest realm.

   This person looks like a talent, why is his brain so... weird?

Jing Wuzhu was about to fight back when suddenly, countless demon vines drilled out from the ground, snarling around the three of them, Jing Wuzhu pulled out his sword, and was about to cut out a lingering sword qi, but Seeing Yan Jiuchao frowning, he picked up a vine that was entangling him, and said with disgust, "It's so ugly."

   As soon as Yan Jiuchao touched it, the vine seemed to be greatly frightened, let out a scream, and slammed back into the ground!

   Jing Wuzhu was dumbfounded.

   What just happened? These demon vines actually retreated without a fight? Just because this young man... touched them with his fingertips?

   In fact, these demon vines are not very capable, and Jing Wuju can solve them all by himself, but it will never be as easy as Yan Jiuchao.

   Those demon vines seem to be afraid of this young man, why?

  Jing Wuzhu asked dumbfoundedly: "What... did you just do to them?"

   "I didn't do anything." Yan Jiuchao said lightly.

  Jing Wuzhu didn't believe it: "Then how did they scare them away?"

  Yan Jiuchao thought about it seriously: "Maybe it's because... I'm an immortal?"

   Pure no mantra: "..."

With the episode of the demon vine, Jing Wuzhu became more and more jealous of Yan Jiuchao. Jing Wuzhu tried to spy on Yan Jiuchao's realm several times, but he found that the other party had no realm. There are only two explanations. Either, Yan Jiu Chao is not a practitioner, or, Yan Jiu Chao's realm is above him!

  Jing Wuzhu felt that the first possibility was unlikely. After all, he had just shot at the other party. If the other party was really an ordinary person, he would have already died under the aura of his sword.

   But Jing Wuju never believed that the other party was really an immortal. If he pierced the sky, he was a little higher than his realm. Maybe it was a heavenly realm?

Jing Wuzhu wanted to use Yan Jiuchao's words, but he was Yan Jiuchao's opponent. Not only did he not get half a sentence from Yan Jiuchao, but Yan Jiuchao asked him a lot of information about the Holy Land. .

   It turned out that the Holy Land was just the name of the righteous monks for this world. In fact, it was called Shengze Continent. It had several different races.

Three thousand years ago, the Demon Race led an army to attack the Holy Land. The two races fought, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. But in the end, the Holy Master was superior and killed the Nine Regions Demon Lord with his sword. At the price, he forcibly improved his skills, and it didn't take long for him to fall.

   But how could the two masters of saints and demons really fall so easily?

   It is said that both sides have retained a strand of spiritual consciousness, and the person who has these two strands of spiritual consciousness is the reincarnated person of both parties.

   "That Demon Seed is the Demon Lord's Divine Consciousness?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

  Jing Wuzhu nodded: "It can be said that the Demon Lord was injured more than the Holy Lord back then, so his consciousness is weaker than that of the Holy Lord, and he needs the warmth of the Blood Demon Formation to reincarnate into the world."

Yan Jiuchao squinted his eyes and said, "What do you mean, your Holy Master has been reincarnated? Could it be that he was not reincarnated here, but reincarnated elsewhere? Let me guess, the Holy Land opened up everywhere. The entrance is just to welcome back that Holy Master, right?"

  Jing Wuju suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and hurriedly shut up.

  Hehe, you don't even know who the Holy Master is, so you caught so many innocent people.

   (end of this chapter)