Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After listening to the same words for a long time and no important news, everyone walked to the table.

As they got closer, they could clearly see the appearance of the master of Tianyahai Pavilion. He was a very handsome man.

But the most eye-catching thing was the endless sadness in his eyes, which made people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"This is a sad story!"

Ning Xiaolei glanced at the Tianyahai Pavilion Master sympathetically. It was important to cultivate and develop one's power, but no matter what, the original intention should not be forgotten.

Fortunately, he had the Demon Refining Pot and the group of big demons behind him, so he didn't need to balance this problem.

There was nothing on the table, except for a lot of white paper. All of them, without exception, had a picture of a woman.

It was a very beautiful woman. Even though she was just painting and calligraphy, Ning Xiaolei felt that she was no less than the women around him.

"Tsk, tsk, with such a beautiful girl, this guy is so focused on cultivating and developing his power, what is he thinking in his head!"

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips and was speechless.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes falling on him.

After being stunned for a moment, Ning Xiaolei looked up, and was shocked to find that it seemed to be the remnant soul of the master of Tianyahai Pavilion.

When Dong Wan'er explained to him just now, he told him that the other party was just a remnant soul and could not feel them.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that the master of Tianyahai Pavilion was looking at him.

Stunned, Ning Xiaolei stretched out his hand and said tentatively: "Hello?"

"How come you have Yue'er's aura on you? No, that's not right, it's not Yue'er's aura, it's the aura of Xunhai Jue."

The master of Tianyahai Pavilion looked at Ning Xiaolei with a bright light in his eyes.

Ning Xiaolei was shocked when he saw this. What was going on? Why was he suddenly alive?

Moreover, what is Xunhai Jue and what is its connection with Xunyue Jue.

Ning Xiaolei's head was full of questions, and he looked blankly at the head of the Tianyahai Pavilion.

The rest of the people were also startled and stood beside Ning Xiaolei with wary expressions on their faces.

However, it seems that they are not in the eyes of the Pavilion Master of Tianya Hai Pavilion, only Ning Xiaolei.

"Are you confused that I am just a remnant soul, but I can see you and talk to you?"

Suddenly, the master of Tianyahai Pavilion spoke.

Without waiting for Ning Xiaolei to ask, he explained to himself: "This is just a trick I did during my lifetime. Even if I die, I don't want to miss the opportunity to see Yue'er, so as long as I encounter the breath of Xunhai Jue, I will awaken my memory."

"What is the Searching for the Sea Jue, and I got a piece of the Searching for the Moon Jue in your sect, what is that?"

After hearing the explanation from the Pavilion Master of Tianyahai Pavilion, Ning Xiaolei breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with doubts on his face.

He always felt that these two spells were not ordinary spells.

"That's a spell that Yue'er and I have mastered. As long as we practice it, we can feel each other and find each other no matter how far apart we are."

After the Pavilion Master of Tianya Hai Pavilion finished explaining, he looked at Ning Xiaolei with a little excitement: "You have the aura of Xunhai Jue, but have you seen Yue'er?"

"I have practiced your sect's Moon-Seeking Technique, but I have never seen a person named Yue'er. Who is Yue'er you mentioned? I'm still confused now."

Ning Xiaolei shook his head, feeling that his mind was still a little confused.

However, the Searching for the Sea and the Searching for the Moon aroused his interest.

"It was my negligence. The Yue'er in my mouth is called Han Yue. I feel the breath of Xunhai Jue in you. The fact that you can practice Xunhai Jue is also related to this."

"No, I don't think I've ever seen a woman named Han Yue!"

After frowning and thinking for a while, Ning Xiaolei shook his head, unable to remember such a person.