Chapter 256 Magic Words

Bai Yu gained the ear to listen to the wind, and couldn't help but feel happy to see his hunting heart.

He first spent more than 10 million life experience to improve the ear of listening to the wind to the pinnacle.

Then he deliberately controlled his ears to detect sounds from all directions.

This ear for listening to the wind is indeed magical. Even the slightest movement nearby cannot escape Bai Yu's ears.

Not only that, not even the thick stone walls could stop his hearing.

He walked along and listened quietly to the movements in the nearby stone room.

"Ami, Master, please don't run away. The abbot can touch that Buddha, but I, the monk, can't touch it?"

This is Master Slayer talking in his sleep.

"Hululu~"

This is someone snoring in their sleep.

"Don't come over, Brother Peng doesn't want it!"

"Be good, let me see!"

It seems like Feipeng and Baishi are playing a game.

…

Bai Yu went to the tomb area to try again. Many monsters were talking to themselves, and some were arguing with the demon-crossing puppets.

As for the two innermost purple demons, there are still no signs of refining.

Bai Yu heard a strange whisper near a purple demon.

This kind of whisper was inarticulate and seemed to pop up from his throat one by one like bubbles.

"Lu da... eh..."

Just hearing this sound makes people feel dizzy and their souls start to become confused inexplicably.

Bai Yu hurriedly withdrew his ears to listen to the wind and turned around to keep his mind.

No wonder people who have a lot of contact with monsters go crazy. It turns out that just listening to it talking to itself will cause their souls to fall into chaos.

Seeing that it was still a long time before the two purple demons were refined, Bai Yu arrived at the Demon-Proofing Pavilion.

The old Taoist Wuwei was still sitting on the recliner with his eyes closed and meditating.

Bai Yu carried a food box and stepped forward to say hello:

"Where is the Taoist priest resting?"

The veteran's nose moved:

"What smells so good?"

Bai Yu smiled and said:

"Thanks to the Taoist Priest's monthly salary advance last time, the boy brought some roast rabbits and a jug of wine to give the Taoist Priest a taste and express his feelings."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you show it to Master Dao quickly?"

Bai Yu knew Wuweizi's temper and didn't care about it. He placed roast rabbit and Baihua honey wine on the coffee table.

Taoist Wuwei was not polite, picked up a rabbit and bit it.

"It tastes good. Wuchang Boy's technique is good. It's crispy but not burnt, tender and juicy."

"But there's too much juice in it, so it's a little sticky."

Bai Yu was stunned, juice?

"Maybe...because this is a female rabbit?"

The old man took a sip of wine:

"What female rabbit?"

Bai Yu hurriedly said:

"The female rabbit is fat this season, so she may have too much oil."

"I made sure to remove most of the earthy smell and keep some of the original flavor of rabbit."

"Taoist priest, you eat first, I'll go to work."

He disappeared in a flash.

The old Taoist Wuwei was left confused, smacked his lips, and said to himself:

"This guy is really good at his craftsmanship, and the roasted rabbit has a special flavor. I have never tasted this flavor in my thousands of years."

Bai Yu slipped into the creation workshop, where Yuan Wu had already started working.

Bai Yu and Yuan Wu said hello and started refining the magic-breaking arrows. The two chatted from time to time.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanwu, do monsters have their own language?"

Yuan Wugang refined a blood arrow in one breath and replied:

"I heard Master say that ordinary monsters have no language and can directly speak human and animal language."

"But some noble species among monsters are born with a magic language."

"But this kind of magic word is inaudible to our human ears."

Bai Yu's heart moved slightly.

The hearing of the human ear is limited. For example, the ultrasonic waves of bats cannot be heard.

But the ear of listening to the wind seemed to have exceeded this limit, so Bai Yu heard the monster's language.

Bai Yu thought for a while and then said:

"Is there any senior who has cracked the magic language before?"

Yuan Wu shook his head and said:

"Master never said this, but I guess not."

"Ordinary monks can't even hear it, let alone decipher it."

"What's more, the monsters are too weird. Anyone who tries to decipher the magic words will definitely be affected by the monsters. Who dares to be so desperate?"

Bai Yu thought about it too.

Curiosity killed the cat, so it’s better to be less contaminated with monsters.

A few hours later, he refined his first magic-breaking arrow and successfully gained 500 contribution points.

He has decided to slowly increase the success rate to one magic-breaking arrow every day.

The days that followed were peaceful and fulfilling.

Bai Yu buries demons and refines elixirs every day, and comes to Pi Mo Pavilion to refine demon-breaking arrows from time to time.

His cultivation level is also steadily improving.

On this day, he returned to the Huang Zi No. 6 tomb area.

But he saw that the hall was very lively. Except for Bai Yu, the other eleven people were there.

Bai Yu listened briefly and found out that the list for the second Little Demon Realm had come down.

It stands to reason that those who went in the first batch can take a rest this time, unless they signed up on their own initiative.

Bai Yu had no intention of signing up.

Although the harvest in the secret realm is rich, the danger is too great.

He would rather improve his strength step by step as he is doing now.

Suddenly, Bai Yu heard a completely different whisper amidst the noise.

Bai Yu was startled and quickly activated his ears to listen to the wind.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

This weird voice is ten or even nine times similar to the whisper of the purple demon!

It is indeed a magic word!

This devilish language was uttered in the hall, but Bai Yu could never be sure who was speaking.

Could it be that there was a monster lurking in the Yellow Tomb No. 6?

Did the monster go into hiding? Or did it take over someone else's body?

Bai Yu's heart was in turmoil, and he was about to use his ears to listen to the wind with all his strength.

However, at this moment, Night Crow came up with a smile.

"Daoyou Wuchang, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Bai Yu remained calm, retracted his ears, and said with a smile:

"Daoyou Ye Ya, do you have any advice?"

Ye Ya said:

"In two months, the second trip to the Little Demon Realm will begin. Will Daoyou Wuchang participate?"

Bai Yu shook his head:

"I don't plan to participate this time."

Ye Ya said it was a pity:

"Daoyou Wuchang is not going, what a pity."

"Last time your team gained a lot, why don't you go this time."

Bai Yu said:

"The Little Demon Realm is too dangerous. I'd better stay in the Burial Demon Tower and live a day-to-day life."

Ye Ya hesitated for a while and said:

"What a pity, Daoyou Wuchang, if you participate this time, Senior Liehuo asked me to send you a message to let you join our team."

Liehuo Lingjun is the thigh that Ye Ya holds.

Bai Yu is alert.

If you are too kind to someone, you are either a traitor or a thief. This Lord of Fiery Flame definitely has bad intentions.

He politely but firmly refused:

"I appreciate Senior Fiery Flame's kindness, but I really don't plan to participate in the next small demon realm."

Night Crow was anxious and said:

"Fellow Daoist Wuchang, this is an invitation from Lord of Golden Core."

"You can't refuse an invitation from an elder. You should think about it carefully."

His words even carried a hint of threat.

At the end, he showed his true colors.

"If it doesn't work, just tell us how you managed to get such a rich harvest."