But thinking about it, it has been thousands of years since the incident happened, and the rumors that have been passed down must be beneficial to my side.
In the Qian Empire, it is said that when a talented man falls in love with a beautiful woman at first sight, the king of the country makes the male immortal named An the county king and takes the initiative to achieve his good deeds.
As for the Holy Demon Kingdom, the Qian Empire was defeated and had to take the initiative to send a human to come to the Holy Demon Kingdom to seek peace and marriage.
Tens of thousands of years apart, the relationship between the Central Plains is not that important, and Ancestor An is also alive and well. What An Qingli is focusing on at the moment is the secret realm of sheep intestines.
"What good things are hidden in the secret realm of sheep intestines?"
After thinking about it for a while, An Qingli used the magic of concealment to hide, put the black crow into the spirit beast bag, and then put his consciousness into the spirit beast bag to ask.
Black Crow, who entered the spirit beast bag for the first time, was a little flustered and surprised in the empty space, and replied: "There are many good things. Anyway, the great demon who comes out alive will be able to improve his cultivation to a higher level." .But out of the ten great monsters, only one can survive, which is very tragic."
"It would be a great thing to help people advance their cultivation." An Qingli thought about himself, and then thought about the little ones he had raised.
After hearing this, several little ones were eager to try it.
Maybe this secret place of sheep intestines can be entered.
It's just too dangerous, and since you're not a big demon born and raised in the Holy Demon Land, you might be stopped when you enter.
Just like the ancestor of the An family, he paid off his debts before leaving the army. If Qingli, his family, was also captured and made into a royal concubine, what would Uncle Li do?
An Qingli asked the black crow many more things to learn more about the demon country before taking the next step.
The Sheep Intestine Secret Realm is more attractive than the Xiantao Secret Realm and has experienced countless years of growth and evolution.
Unlike the Fairy Peach Secret Realm, it was deliberately built for students to take the exam, and the fairy grass and fairy plants in it were also deliberately planted. They were collected every hundred years. It was like a back garden. It was beautiful, but it was missing. Some wild fun.
However, although the secret realm of sheep intestines is also called a secret realm, it is innate and eternal. No one can tell its origin. Anyway, it already existed when it was discovered.
Moreover, danger and opportunity coexist, which makes people look forward to it.
Of course, as this territory was occupied by the demon clan, this secret realm of sheep intestines naturally became the sphere of influence of the demon clan.
An Qingli let Black Crow out of the spirit beast bag, transformed into a piece of black fluff, hid in the feathers on Black Crow's back, and went to Black Crow's territory.
The black crows were screaming wildly, and the black crows were flapping their wings excitedly.
The screams kept coming and going, making people's heads hurt.
"Welcome to the return of the king!" The black crow screamed and uttered human words in celebration.
An Xiaoya stood on the tall tree trunk and muttered: "Please step aside, I want to be quiet."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The black crows raised their wings and retreated away.
An Qingli thought about it and said "hmm" in displeasure.
An Xiaoya was shocked, and actually forgot about the business, and quickly said: "Wait, come back."
The black crows heard the sound and turned back, quickly asking: "What else does your Majesty have to say?"
There was a lot of noise and noise, and it was indeed not a place for people.
An Xiaoya thought about the instructions of the contracted master and said: "From now on, when I am here, you are not allowed to rob the Tao, especially the Tao of the merchants. Do you remember it clearly?"
The black birds were noisy again, and another bird said: "Other monsters can rob Dao, why can't we?"
"Why not? Why not? Why not? Why not?"
There was another burst of noise.
In the Mustard Seed Space, a few birds questioned An Xiaoya's dominance and why there were so many disobedient and noisy people among its ministers.
An Qingli reminded him: "Be more domineering."
An Xiaoya was frightened. It is the nature of the black crow to be talkative. The tribe it rules has always been like this.
An Qingli thought to himself: "Learn from me."
An Xiaoya said respectfully: "Yes, Master."
Then the crowd of noisy black crows saw their king of black crows flying up to the highest crown of the tree, stretching his neck and raising his head high, like a proud peacock.
A black crow is a black crow, what kind of peacock is that?! Peacocks don’t look good!
The black crows started making a noise, and they even felt that the king had disappeared and returned as if he had changed into a different bird.
An Xiaoya raised his head, narrowed his mung bean-sized eyes, and looked down with a look of disdain: "My words are the supreme will. All you have to do is obey, don't ask why! If you make another noise, I'll pluck out all your hair."
Mao, make a dress!"
"Wow wow..."
There was another burst of whining, which was the nature of this clan, and the noise made people feel annoyed.
"Shut up!" An Xiaoyao's golden fairyland released its pressure and suppressed the whole crowd. "I won't say the same thing a second time."
The black crows trembled under the pressure, and all looked at the king high up. Sure enough, they felt that this king had been reborn, perhaps because of some threat, or because he had his body taken away from him.
Could it be that there is another soul living in this king’s body?!
The black crows screamed in panic again, and realized that something was wrong, so they flew away one after another.
This is the king who shuts them up, they don’t want it anymore!
They just elect a new king.
Telling the black crows to shut up and stop shouting, something that goes against their nature, is simply more painful than letting them die.
The king in front of them may no longer be their king.
"Come back! Come back!"
The abandoned An Xiaoya yelled.
But no black crow responded to it, and all the birds fluttered their wings and flew away, leaving bird droppings all over the ground in fright.
"Come back! Come back!"
An Xiaoya jumped and shouted again, but An Qingli made a move in his mind and stopped him from chasing her.
So An Xiaoya did nothing but jump and shout.
"Come back, come back!" An Xiaoya shouted heartbreakingly, and the cry echoed in the forest.
Finally, there was some success. Finally, a black crow plucked up the courage to come back. However, instead of flying to the black crow, he cowered and flew to his own nest, taking the unhatched eggs with him, fluttering his wings and committing robberies.
Fly just as far.
"I...my country..."
An Xiaoya rolled his eyes, twitched, collapsed and fell on the dense canopy of the tree, like a dead chicken.
Its country, its subjects...
An Qingli said: "Forget it if you can't keep me. Anyway, your officials are just following you to beg for food and do evil everywhere."
An Xiaoya lay in despair on the canopy of the tree, watching her little brothers leave her behind.
Many young people have not opened their spiritual intelligence and do not care about emotions. The first priority is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
An Qingli said: "If you follow me from now on, this country will be dispersed sooner or later. It will be dispersed sooner or later. Be more open-minded."
The black crow was heartbroken and did not respond. It was now alone, but the nature of black crows is to gather in a large group.
An Qingli hid his figure, appeared in this empty dense forest, and suddenly called out "come".
Many of the bird eggs that had not been taken away, including the eggs in the nest, were put into the spirit beast bag.
Then An Qingli took out another third-grade elixir and sandwiched it between his two fingers.
The black crow's two small mung bean eyes lit up and immediately became radiant.