The fairy world of Su Nu is floating in mist and has a lofty meaning of being out of the world.

In the exquisite room with a joyful atmosphere, lotus petals bloomed, greedily absorbing pink. The contemporary Bodhisattva Joy lies on his side on the lotus platform, with one hand on his cheeks, and the white gauze is close to his body. The endless mountains are undulating and beautiful.

"This is the use of the universal identifier in all worlds..." In front of her, the Bodhisattva Pitying Reluctant, who creatively came up with the division of "snacks", said with a slightly simple metal sheet of slap in her hand.

The Bodhisattva Huanxi put away his long legs and changed to a sitting position lazily. He swam in the white gauze. The spring light suddenly appeared. The male pet standing nearby could not move his eyes, his breathing became heavier, and he wished he could rush forward.

"Oh, this is good." Huanxi Bodhisattva took the simple universal identifier of the world, looked through it for a while, and said with a smile, "The world is like a neighbor, and there are friends in the sea. The descriptions in the poems seem to come to our eyes. We no longer have to commit ourselves to brothels or travel aimlessly, waiting for the rabbit. This talisman is in hand, and we can take the initiative to attack without leaving the house, and all the men in the world are in their pockets."

Although Bodhisattva Lianyu thought that the universal identifier of all worlds was good, it was just based on the idea that creatures liked novelty. He heard this and said puzzled: "What's the difference? Don't you have to seduce yourself?"

"Of course there is a difference. Whenever a man who walks around the world, has some experience or has the teachings of his teachers, he will always be vigilant when he enters a brothel. Even if he is jealous, he will be careful when he kicks it. He often needs incense and medicine and other assistance, which is easily exposed. Now, after being met by the universal identifier of the world, it is due to fate. There is a kind of hazy fate, and the love will naturally come naturally when it reaches the depths." Bodhisattva Huanxi has not used the universal identifier of the world, but he has already thought about it.

She covered her mouth and smiled, and continued, "And she can meet each other thousands of miles away. Sitting at home is better than a brothel. The convenience is not comparable to that in the past. Life has the heart to be lazy and troublesome. What's more important is a brothel fan who tastes thousands of people and a young girl who admires knights. Who is more popular? Without a raccoon cat, this kind of romantic encounter that satisfies vanity and arrogance can make men both exciting and satisfying and irresistible."

The Bodhisattva Pitying Eyes lit up when he heard this: "If you use the most humble universal identifier of all worlds, you don't need to form a brand of breath and number. Then I can be both a pure girl, a charming lady, or a holy nun. Haha, even if the official wants a demon fox, I can dress up. This is really a good thing."

Speaking of this, she frowned again: "But the universal identifier of all worlds was made by Su Meng, and it is said that it has a close connection with the causes of his fruits. If we use it, wouldn't we fall into the trap?"

"It's okay, the causes of all fruits connect all the causes and effects. Su Meng is not able to see them all now, and they are all very small, and at most they can grasp a few keys. As long as we use the simplest general identifier for ordinary people and common people, only numbers and no signs of breath, he can still lock us among hundreds of millions of people?" The Bodhisattva of Happy eyes were filled with spring waves, and his cheeks were like peaches and plums. "Although the simplest general identifier is only basic, we can add it ourselves. At that time, we may not be able to show the essence of the "Dance of Goddess"."

The Bodhisattva's expression became excited: "Now I will practice the 'Bodhisattva's soul-catching sound'!"

Bodhisattva Huanxi played with the simple universal identifier of all worlds, and thought deeply about "great achievements".

…………

Xiniu Hezhou, Yingjue Mountains.

King Huang Jing is a real demon king with a radius of thousands of miles. He has thirty-six demon generals and 72 demon generals under his command. He can be called the local emperor in this area.

It was almost noon, and the King Huang-eyed gnawed the thighs of other demons, ate the mouth full of blood, and watched the banshee dancing with his eyes shining, making lewd laughs from time to time.

At this moment, a little demon patrolling the mountain came to report: "King, there is a Taoist called 'He who is free and free God' seeks to see."

"He becomes free God?" King Huangyan was confused, "Which cave is the demon king?"

"Like, like a human race." The little demon patrolling the mountain said in surprise.

The King Huang Jing's eyes suddenly shone: "Human race? No, I dare to come to ask for a meeting. It must be an immortal. I haven't tasted the deliciousness of an immortal for a long time! Please, please!"

The demons have been chaotic for many years, and the human race has only survived and some demon gods who dominate the four continents are in captivity. As for the gods, it has been a long time since they were young. King Huang-eyed had tasted this kind of delicacy only when he was young, and now he has fallen to satisfy himself by eating other demon races.

The banshee dispersed, and there were fires and big pots in front of King Huangyan, and his expression was serious and waiting for the arrival of "He became free God". If he had a bad intention or had nothing to do, he would have to have a full meal.

After a while, the King Huangjing saw a handsome Taoist in a hydrated suit and a fan-clothed man walking by. His temples were mottled and his eyes were deep. He looked extraordinary at first glance, and he was holding a brocade box in his hand and tied with silk ribbons, which seemed quite precious.

"The people outside the world have seen the king." Meng Qi bowed with a smile.

King Huang Jing coughed: "What's wrong with me when you come to Yingjueling?"

The tone of the word "ah" is raised, showing a bit of a kingly spirit. If the other party's answer is wrong, he will immediately open his bloody mouth.

Meng Qi smiled and said, "I come from the East China Sea, and the Dragon King clan in the past."

As soon as he finished speaking, his exposed skin was full of golden scales, which were strong and immortal, and unbreakable. The terrifying aura that lived above all creatures swept across the cave, causing the demon generals to tremble all over and wanted to bow down. The little demons outside were even more trembling with no demonic face. Even the King of Yellow Eyes himself seemed to have lightning rising from his tail vertebrae, causing the demon's pores to be closed and his hair stood up.

After a long time, the King Huang Jing forced himself to smile and said, "It turns out that the Taoist priest is also a demon clan."

It is still the rare real dragon demon god nowadays!

"I passed through the east to Shenzhou, the south to the continent, and came to Niuhezhou from Xi to search for old friends, but I was unfamiliar here and confused, so I had to find the king to ask for a way." Meng Qi said deliberately, to demonstrate the temperament of the True Dragon clan. "The things in my hands are a slim ritual, and thanked the king for his answer."

King Huang Jing was so tired of hearing this, but after knowing that there was a gift, his eyes suddenly shone: "I don't know what gift it is? I don't know where I want to find?"

The True Dragon Clan has been passed down for a long time and has always been rich and generous. It is said to be a polite courtesy, but it must be heavy!

"This treasure?" Meng Qi stroked the surface of the brocade box and said with a smile, "I think the thing left over from the lineage of "He transforms into free God" is more mellow than wine and more fragrant as food. When the gods meet, they cannot sleep at night, steal into the mortal world, and the evil demons succeed. Forget killing, forget to destroy, forget to tempt depravity, forget to be addicted to oneself, the king. Do you think it is a treasure?"

King Huang Jing was overjoyed when he heard this and pointed: "Yes! Of course, yes!"

Treasure that cannot be controlled by even gods and evil spirits!

"I came to Yingjueling to inquire about Wuzhuang Temple." After making King Huangjing itchy, Meng Qi changed his tone.

"Wuzhuang Temple?" The King of Huang-eyed eyes were confused, and it was not as if he was pretending to be fake.

"Don't you know?" Meng Qi asked.

King Huang Jing shook his head: "I have never heard of it."

"Hundreds of years ago, the Heavenly Court had not yet fallen. A great master of magical powers established Wuzhuang Temple in Hezhou, Xiniu. I want to find out where its former site is or whether there are descendants in the world." Meng Qi described it in detail.

"I have lived for only three hundred years. How can I know what happened more than 800 years ago?" King Huang Jing stared at Jinbo, afraid that he would not be able to get the treasure because he could not answer it.

Meng Qi pondered for a moment and said, "Master, do you know which big monster or demon god will know something similar?"

The expression of King Huang Jing suddenly changed, and there was a little more inexplicable fear: "The 'Immortal Demon God' in Tianzhu Mountain may know."

His answer was very concise, for fear of saying something more.

Meng Qi's heart moved and said with a smile: "How dare you ask the 'Immortal Demon God' knows something similar?"

King Huang Jing felt that Meng Qi was friendly for no reason, and subconsciously took out the truth: "The 'Immortal Demon God' is not a younger generation like us. It often says that it has experienced the fact that the gods were enthroned, the Journey to the West, and witnessed the fall of the heavenly court. It is very ancient, so its name is "Immortal". It has lived so long that it mostly knows the things of Wuzhuangguan."

"So that's it." Meng Qi nodded slightly.

If what is said is true, this is an old monster. I don’t know which Dazhao has experienced the founding of Gods and Journey to the West. Now he is hiding his name in the world and hiding in Tianzhu Mountain...

"I dare to ask the king, I wonder how to go to Tianzhu Mountain?" Meng Qi asked.

King Huang Jing took a deep breath and said, "'Immortal Demon God' doesn't like outsiders approaching Tianzhu Mountain, and he hides in it all year round. In addition to asking for offerings from real demon kings such as us, demon gods, have little contact with the outside world. Don't be reckless!"

It has always been reckless, but instead reminds Meng Qi not to be reckless.

"Don't worry, I have my own concerns." Meng Qi nodded and smiled.

King Huang Jing was too lazy to talk, and told the "He is free and free God" about the location of Tianzhu Mountain. Finally, he lowered his voice and said, "There is another thing that the Taoist priest must pay attention. There is a rumor that the 'Immortal Demon God' once participated in the Lingshan War and was the only demon clan who escaped from the Demon Saint..."

Having participated in the Lingshan Battle? Meng Qi was shocked.

In the Battle of Lingshan in the past, there were only two people who were sure to leave peacefully, one was the demon saint, and the other was Ananda. Although he suspected that there were only a few Buddhas or great Bodhisattvas who escaped from heaven and had the details of this battle, there was no clue. He only initially suspected that there was Jin Chanzi, but now he met another survivor who had participated in the Battle of Lingshan?

Lu Ya's mission this time is not simple either...

As he focused his mind and thought, the Huang-eyed King smiled: "Master Taoist, this treasure, uh, gift..."

Meng Qi laughed at him and handed over the brocade box: "Please accept it with a smile, the king."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and took a step and disappeared into Yingjue Ridge.

King Huangyan took a breath, opened the brocade box, and saw a thin metal sheet. The patterns and styles were indeed beautiful, but he could not find any place that made the immortals, gods and evil spirits obsessed with them.

At this moment, the metal sheet vibrated and emitted a red light. The King of Yellow Eyes was a real monster, and he had some insight and stretched out his claws to press the center.

"Hey..." A ecstasy sound came out.

As soon as he heard this sound, King Huang-eyed was like an electric shock, his whole body was numb, his legs suddenly became soft, and his soul flew out of the sky.

Really, what a good thing!

…………

On the way to Tianzhu Mountain, Meng Qi smiled. The Bodhisattva of the joyful lineage was really unaware of it. He still wanted to hide it from himself when using the universal identifier in the Su Nu Xian Realm?

I don’t know that Su Nu Xianjie, Vacuum Hometown and other places are “special groups”. Will all messages from or leading to these places be automatically filtered out?

Somersault clouds rise, Meng Qi fled to the sky.

Who would be the "Immortal Demon God"? (~^~)
Chapter completed!