After learning the truth about Shitou Mountain, a sense of respect arose in Xu Yan's heart.

The old Grandma Feng, for the monsters and spirits that even the great monsters are ignored, and the human race that are regarded as blood food, can build a huge mountain to serve as the last refuge for weak creatures. This behavior can be called a great good.

After dinner, Xu Yan offered Qianji Mansion and invited the old man to come to the mansion for a walk. Grandma Feng agreed with a smile.

"Moyanghua has grown a lot again, good."

"So you stole the big demon tiger bones from Canghulin. You are such a naughty boy."

"The ice-silk crabs are well raised, so there are tens of thousands."

"Why is the rockery in the garden missing? Feijiu likes that rockery the most."

The old woman walked and stopped, smiling and talking casually. She was not surprised to see the huge demon king's tiger bone. She also exclaimed a few words when she saw the little crabs all over the pond, but Xu Yan became more and more helpless as he listened.

"Grandma Feng has come to Qianji Mansion."

"Yes, He Tian's mansion has naturally come to him several times. When he was in Tianbei, he was suppressed by several demon kings and dared not act rashly, so he had to refine a mansion and enjoy the tranquility of his own."

"As a powerful person with divine patterns, Fei Jiu is still afraid of the Demon King?"

"It's outnumbered. Can the two human race's divine patterns be able to compete with five or six demon kings?"

The demon king looked down on the battle between the Nascent Soul and the Great Demon, and was too lazy to come forward. However, once he encountered the divine pattern and arrived in Tianbei, he would definitely pay great attention. This is why Fei Jiu's Demon-Slaying Alliance fell to such a level, and Tiannan would have a distinction between good and evil.

Only when there is a distinction between good and evil can practitioners become more good at fighting, and the more dangers they experience, the stronger they become. This method similar to the survival of the world, and wants to use the cruel world of cultivation to allow more powerful people to grow is just a helpless act of the turtle finger and Fei Jiu.

From Grandma Feng’s mouth, Xu Yan learned that there were only two human god patterns in Qingzhou, and there were as many as five or six demon kings in the demon clan, and even more.

"Who is the demon lord? Have you ever appeared? Could it be that he is above the demon king?"

After leaving Grandma Feng to the hospitality hall, Xu Yan brewed a pot of spiritual tea with his own hands and asked in confusion.

"The Demon Lord is just a legend, no one has seen it before. As for the realm above the Demon King, it may not exist at all."

Grandma Feng smiled and raised the teacup, tasted it and said good tea.

The Hundred Demon Banquet seemed inevitable, and Xu Yan could only smile bitterly. The saying of the demon lord who was recognized by the demon clan was to kill small mortals. This kind of thing was not stopped by several demon kings in Tianbei.

The legend of the demon lord is a belief of the demon clan, and there must be the promotion and recognition of the demon king behind it, so the banquet of hundreds of demons is destined to happen in Qingzhou.

"I want to refine Senior Liefeng's wings into a flying magic weapon. I wonder if Grandma Feng agrees?" Xu Yan asked.

"Since those wings are given to you, they are your things, and you can refine them at will." Grandma Feng said with a smile: "The flying magic weapon is a good idea. He likes to soar in the sky the most. He can return those wings to the blue sky, and he will be relieved if he sees it."

With the permission of Grandma Feng, Xu Yan nodded and said yes. After chatting with the old man for a long time, Xu Yan learned about another use of the best Linglong fruit.

It can give the big demon the opportunity to advance to the demon king!

Although the chance is slim, this point alone can make the great monsters compete for at all costs. Shenmu Gorge many years ago was called the place where the monsters were buried, and countless great monsters died in the battle for the best Linglong Fruit.

Later, the demon king came forward, which led to the rule that the Hundred Demons competed for the Linglong Fruit with human cultivators. If they continued to fight, a group of big monsters would die in a hundred years, and there would not be so many demons in Tianbei.

However, the top-quality Linglong fruit is too rare. Legend has it that if you collect ten top-quality Linglong fruits and swallow them together, the great demon can become a demon king, and the Nascent Soul can become a divine pattern, which has the effect of white bones and flesh, and has the effect of resurrection.

It takes thousands of years to collect ten top-quality erotic fruits. No one can wait for such long years, so it is impossible for Tianbei to collect ten erotic fruits, and Tiannan is the same.

Xu Yan wanted to leave Grandma Feng to live in the mansion, which was better than the simple wooden house outside. However, the old man waved his hand and stopped, and walked slowly out of the door.

The door of the mansion was always wide open by Xu Yan, and Grandma Feng could come back at any time, and the spiritual energy in the wooden house that was as pure as the spiritual eye would also pour into Qianji Mansion.

Xu Yan was in seclusion in Shitou Mountain, without leaving home, and devoted himself to cultivating his own realm.

The sun and the moon rotate, year after year.

The towering stone mountain is like a vicissitudes of life, standing between heaven and earth, letting the wind blow and sun, if there is a crack on the mountain, it will be repaired by Grandma Feng as soon as possible.

This stubborn old man was busy day by day, waiting, as the years passed, the river across Qingzhou finally became more and more surging.

The sound of the river hitting the rocks on the shore was louder and louder year by year. This river of sky had signs of breaking the dike. Although it would take a short time to completely lose its confinement and turn into a crazy dragon that abused Qingzhou, the cold wind blowing from the river began to become colder.

The climate in the south of the world has become impermanent, and heavy snow often occurs in midsummer. The iron hooves from the barbarians are impacting the only two remaining countries all year round. The top leaders of the two countries have also begun to gradually discover a trace of unusual atmosphere.

Some royal relatives with noble blood began to gradually withdraw from people's sight, and their words were very similar, and they retired and returned home, but most of the important officials with a keen sense of smell saw the truth hidden behind them.

Many people began to stay away from the court of Dapu under the guise of retirement, leave the country of Dapu, and travel long distances to overseas. Among them, there were not only elderly royal relatives, but also some young people with good talent.

In Dapu's palace, Emperor Chu Xuan was furious.

"That old man Cheng Yu dared to stop the Holy Lord. He was impatient, right? Come and chop his head on me!"

Faced with the emperor's anger, no one in the palace dared to look up, and no one dared to really chop off the left prime minister's head, because the emperor was just venting his anger, and he didn't really want to kill the left prime minister.

As a direct descendant of the Chu Emperor Mountain lineage, Chu Xuan learned of a secret that the Jin Qian Sect was preparing to evacuate Tiannan and go overseas.

As an emperor, Chu Xuan was not qualified, but his position as an emperor for many years made him feel extremely sensitive.

He vaguely saw the signs of the disaster, so he decided to go overseas with the Chu Emperor Mountain lineage. However, the emperor was reluctant to let go of his beautiful concubine and Cheng Shan’s gold, silver and jewelry, so he ordered people to build 38 big cars. He was planning to move the entire harem overseas to continue to be his emperor.

As for the subjects, Chu Xuan never considered it.

He only needs the emperor's identity. Even if a subject does not have it, he will be content to enjoy the blessings of the emperor.

Most of the big carts were pulled by Concubine Bin from the three palaces and six courtyards, and carrying countless treasures. Before he could walk out of the palace, he was blocked by the left prime minister. So the old left prime minister forced him to return to the emperor with his life.

A country cannot be without a king for a day. If the emperor leaves, the general public will inevitably be in chaos.

Chu Xuan wanted to leave but couldn't leave, but Cheng Yu knew that disaster was coming but never thought about leaving.

In the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, the Painting Saint who had been promoted to the Nascent Soul, frowned and advised: "The people will not know the reason for the sect's evacuation this time. Lao Cheng, you and I have known each other for many years, and I don't want to lie to you. If we don't leave Tiannan, we will find it difficult for none of us to survive."

"Since the sect gave up on mortals, I will stay in Tiannan with the people and stay in Dapu." Cheng Yu was already very old, with gray hair, but the left prime minister's waist and back were always straight.
Chapter completed!