The vast glow in the distant sky flows like a waterfall and turns into a river of light, reflecting the dense gray fog like smoke, making it seem like a fairyland on earth.
The towering mountains are like large independent islands floating in the vastness.
However, even with this beautiful appearance, I can hear the whispers of fox ghosts deep in the distant mountains and the murmurs of little demons on the mountains.
The carriages and horses come and go like a long queue, and the spirits on the road are the heroes.
A mighty army of monsters gathered in front of the door to open a road, and traces of monsters and ghosts could be seen on the winding road.
At the foot of Dahei Mountain, the monks bathed and changed their clothes before returning to the four-horse carriage.
The boy who was driving on his way raised his whip in the book and flicked it in the air.
There was a snap, a sonic boom.
Eight blazing ghost horses neighed and raised their hooves.
If Beihang Mountain City looks like a bad doghouse, without any sense of beauty, and more formal like a lot of things put together haphazardly.
Then Daheishan City undoubtedly meets ordinary people's yearning for fairy mountains.
Of course, it is still incomparable with Yangcheng. Yangcheng is based on mountains and rivers, and the whole city has long lost its original appearance. It looks more like a city than a mountain.
Although it is a city, it is far taller and larger than the mountains.
And no matter how vast Daheishan is and how shaped it is, it will ultimately look more like a mountain than a city.
The closer we get to Daheishan City, the smoother the road becomes.
Eight carriages were speeding along the official road. None of the demons and monsters on either side dared to come forward to disturb them. Some were even hit by the splashing gravel and soil. They glared over and saw the carriages like this. They also withdrew their gaze and swallowed.
The curse stuck in the throat.
There are indeed a lot of spirits on the road, birds are circling in the sky, and spirits are walking on the ground.
There are groups of demon soldiers, holding halberds and armor, holding iron flags, and the leader looks like a general riding a tall horse.
Marching on the official road like a real army.
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"What are you laughing at, Taoist Priest?"
"That Xiong Zhi rides a demon horse, it's really interesting."
Looking at the flag again, there is a big word "bear" hanging on it. The iron flag, which is nearly two feet tall, fell into the hands of the general holding the flag.
The furry face of the general holding the flag was full of seriousness, and his four legs were moving forward surrounded by little demons around him.
Nie Quanjiu lifted up the curtain of the carriage and said with a smile: "Oh, it's the black blind man from Xionggu."
Malu also saw the marching spirits beside him. Although they looked different, they were still quite impressive when arranged like this. He couldn't help but look at Nie Quanjiu and asked: "Others are leading troops, why are you alone, Mr. Nie?"
"This time, it's all about fighting for your life. No one has cultivated such a war weapon, and the soldiers and horses they carry are just earth, rocks and rubble." Nie Quanjiu looked at it very indifferently, because his life span was running out.
Tu Shanjun smiled lightly. Nie Quanjiu was successful in deceiving a fledgling monk, so it would be a bit false to talk to him about it.
The Ghost King of Dahei Mountain may be the mountain in the monk's heart, so he wants to move the mountain, but it has nothing to do with Nie Quanjiu.
Even Malu could live so comfortably and even leave at any time. Tu Shanjun didn't believe that Nie Quanjiu couldn't leave. People often say that the more risks, the greater the benefits.
He originally planned and then acted.
After controlling one of the five ghosts, he wanted to use the monk's help to get rid of the Dahei Mountain Ghost King.
But is it possible?
Even if a monk can enter the golden elixir tribulation with just one thought, he may not be able to succeed without the elixir-forming spiritual objects and resource support.
The golden elixir realm is no better than foundation building. No matter how amazing your talent is, you still have to face the pitiful odds of forming an elixir.
A single-attribute Heavenly Spiritual Root does not require a pill-forming spiritual object to form pills based on its ability. However, it still has to face the Golden Core Tribulation, and if it is slightly wrong, it will fall into the realm.
Even Ding Xie used the death-resistant technique to force his golden elixir body into the soul flag, and then he happily shook the magic treasure soul flag to suppress the three-body demons and ghosts underground in their house.
This is still a golden elixir demon whose magic skills have declined after being suppressed for who knows how many years.
What they faced this time was the real Golden Elixir Ghost King, a monster who commanded thousands of miles of territory and gathered the incense and will power of all living beings.
Although there was something wrong with his body, the incense power more than made up for it and even made him stronger.
This is the case with Han An. His cultivation level is not high, but he used incense to forcefully activate the Soul Reverend Banner.
The only slim chance of winning is Tu Shanjun's identity, which is already his trump card.
Tu Shanjun was calculating in his mind how much mana he would need to support his true self in taking action, and looked at the monk who was meditating with his eyes closed.
Jue Fa opened his eyes in time and nodded slightly.
"You call your mother a big-headed idiot." Tu Shanjun did not say what was in his heart after all.
Although his Qi-nurturing skills are not high, he is still relatively successful.
It's just that he didn't ask about the regulations at that time, and the monk didn't tell the truth, so even when he arrived at the gate of Daheishan, he still lacked confidence.
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The bear demon looked at the frame of the car that was speeding past and looked at the awe-inspiring flag on the frame: "Old man Nie arrived very quickly this time. Normally he would not arrive until the last day."
The short-legged demon who looked a little wretched on the side approached the bear demon and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, Mr. Nie Mansion came quickly, and the other big monsters came not too slowly. I heard that there were several of them already.
Enter the city before us."
"So urgent?"
"Isn't that right? I heard that a monk has come and has defeated many portals. The king has sent demons to hunt them down. There is no news yet. It must be related to this incident." The short-legged demon general happened recently.
Inform the bear demon about the matter.
The two monks and Taoists have been around for a long time, and the Ghost King of Daheishan cannot just sit back and watch them stir up trouble, but this matter has not been resolved yet.
The bear demon rubbed his palms and just listened.
The king's visit to them this time may have something to do with it, but it will definitely not be that simple.
It's so grand and grand, it doesn't seem like a small matter.
In fact, for them, the death of monsters and evil spirits is not a big deal. There are many monks who enter the Netherland to hunt for treasures, and many of them simply have the purpose of slaying demons, so they can hear it every once in a while.
News from the monks.
The summons of the Ghost King of Daheishan did not appear for a long time.
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At the gate of the city, the demon general guarding the gate stopped the galloping carriages and horses.
The driver's face was cold and he said coldly: "Can't you see which flag this is?"
The white-faced demon general immediately smiled flatteringly and said: "Who knows the name of Lord Fu, but it's just my responsibility to be young. I can feel at ease only if I can see Lord Fu."
This side stopped eight carriages and horses, and the other side was also inspecting the spirits entering the city.
The monsters and ghosts were quiet, and they lined up like a long queue, which was very lively.
Nie Quanjiu opened the curtain and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, General Bai."
The white-faced demon saw that Nie Quanjiu's posture became lower and lower, and he quickly raised his hands and saluted: "It is a sin to disturb the master's elegance."
"This time Mr. Fu came early, so the young ones are a little strange. Otherwise, when we saw Mr. Fu's carriage and horses from a distance, we would have let him go, so we wouldn't dare to block them at will."
"General Bai is responsible for this. How can I blame him?"
The white-faced demon urged the little demon who had set up a barricade at the gate: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you let us go quickly?"
Nie Quanjiu said no more and lowered the curtain.
The driver raised his whip, and the eight carriages slowly drove into Daheishan City.
Daheishan City looks like it is located halfway up the mountain, but in fact the highest peak of the main peak has been transformed into a city, and the distant mountains are full of palaces.
As soon as I entered the city, my originally weak incense desire suddenly became full.
If it weren't for the fact that the Shinto magic weapon was in the sea of consciousness of this deity, and that this deity was inside the Sovereign Soul Banner, there might have been a big mess caused by the Shinto magic weapon just after they entered the city.
The red-haired Taoist took out the wine gourd, took a sip, and looked at the scene outside the slowly moving carriage.
There is not much difference between this place and a big secular city, and compared to a big secular city, there are more living people here, even more than the living people in Gaoping Mansion.
Even Tushanjun saw a lot of people cultivating among them.
Most of them are from leftist sects, but there are also monks from the demon sect and even monks from the righteous sect in disguise walking around the streets of Daheishan City.
Monks rarely enter the secular world, and even here is no exception. They are only in the circle of monks.
It's ridiculous to say that the mortals living here seem to be better off than those fleeing from famine and war disasters outside, even though it's only a little better.
If it weren't for the demons walking on the road, I would have thought it was a peaceful and out-of-this-world city.
Scenes like this where humans and demons coexist are rare.
However, there is no sign of prosperity. Instead, he looks like a terminally ill person who uses powder to color his bloodless face to cover up his own rotten smell.
Only Seng Dao and Lord Nie were left in the carriage. Ma Lu got off the carriage after entering the city, seemingly to find his sweetheart.
Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh: "It's really amazing that Hehuan Sect's business can be expanded here."
"The Taoist priest is strange?"
"I thought there wouldn't be too many people in the city. There seem to be a lot of living people in your Gaoping Mansion." Tu Shanjun withdrew his gaze and spoke very calmly, but there was inevitably a bit of coldness in his words.
He also guessed the general reason, because it has been like this since ancient times.
Nie Quanjiu said: "Let's not talk about the sharp sword hanging above the head of Wanfa Sect, let's talk about the incense and the power of the will. If there is no huge foundation, there will be no incense."
"And the demons are the thugs kept in captivity by the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain. If they don't like it, they will eat a few people and scare them."
"In order to seek shelter, people naturally worship gods."
"And this god..."
"That's the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain." Tu Shanjun said what Nie Quanjiu had not finished.
Along the way, temples of the Ghost King of Daheishan can be seen everywhere.
Even ordinary people know that there is such a ghost king.
In this way, won't the incense and wish power come quickly? Even the ghost king of Daheishan will not refuse anyone who comes, and even the incense and wish power generated by demons and ghosts will be harvested.
If there were no suffering, who would think of gods and Buddhas?
Therefore, no matter whether it is gods, Buddhas or evil spirits, they all keep disasters in their captivity.
Looking at Tu Shanjun's cold and mocking face, Nie Quanjiu nodded and said, "Taoist Master is indeed a smart man."
Tu Shanjun did not accept Nie Quanjiu's flattery. He looked at Nie Quanjiu with his eyes and said indifferently: "You must have experienced the power of incense, right?"