The short ghost cultivator knelt on the ground respectfully.
The demon on the high seat hummed, picked up the iron-like wine bottle, and started drinking from it.
To an ordinary person, a wine bottle that looks like an iron bucket is just like an ordinary wine glass in his hands.
There are different kinds of monsters in the hall.
At a quick glance, the golden elixir demon can be counted at least in one hand.
Tigers, leopards and jackals sit in the hall, and cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs eat meat.
In front of the dance pavilion and the singing stage, the dancing girls are dancing gracefully, but the white skin that is exposed occasionally dazzles the eyes. These dancing girls and concubines are dressed in tulle and look like ordinary people.
On the contrary, the demons in the palace all have the characteristics of demons and ghosts to a greater or lesser extent.
Or the head, or the top corner, and some of the palms still have the original extended claws.
"The king also invited other monks?" Hearing the words of the short ghost cultivator, the demon beside him couldn't help but become a little more interested.
There are many demons in the Netherworld, but there are still very few golden elixir monks.
Due to time constraints, most of them know each other.
The Heavenly Ghost King at the top corner of the high seat said: "I wonder if you have ever heard of the True King of Daheishan?"
"Great Black Mountain Ghost King? That crazy woman?"
"That crazy woman seems to rarely leave Daheishan for some reason."
"Hey, Demon King, your news is too late. The crazy woman is already dead."
"died?!"
The partridge demon screamed, and the feather crest on its head stood up.
"Damn, I had a rift with that crazy woman. I wanted to cause trouble for her, but I didn't expect her to be dead. It's really satisfying, but it's a pity that I can't take revenge myself."
The monsters didn't expose the boastful Demon King. If there was an opportunity, why didn't they take action earlier?
Just watch people fall and live a life of addiction.
Besides, the strength of the Daheishan Ghost King is obvious to all. Because of his strong strength, there is no need to attend the banquet. He only relies on the name of the Heavenly Ghost King and does not need to rely too much on it, so he does not receive much tribute from ordinary tributes.
"Being able to kill the crazy woman shows how strong this person is."
"No."
"Hmph, even if you are strong, you can cause trouble." A demon king with a dragon head on his head snorted coldly and drank all the wine in front of the table with a look of deep dissatisfaction.
"Brother Ju Ting has a conflict with him?"
The Dragon King of Juting said dissatisfied: "I took in a nephew a few days ago, but I didn't expect that he not only refused to let him go, but also killed him. I didn't cause trouble with him just because I wanted to see how he could resist Sunset Mountain."
How could the demons not know that they were just trying to poach someone, and they were given authority by the new ghost king?
However, such a dismissive approach did not take the face of Juting Dragon King into consideration.
"What's the matter with Sunset Mountain?"
"Sunset Mountain..."
Naturally, there was a demon king who knew the inside story and explained it to them. This was a great conversation piece at the wine table, and it also showed that he was well-informed.
After understanding this, all the monsters suddenly seemed enlightened.
This one can really cause trouble.
"This newly promoted Ghost King of Dahei Mountain not only failed to pay tribute, but also offended a top righteous sect like Sunset Mountain. How could they survive the difficulties without the protection of the king?"
"I'm really looking for death."
"Why does the king need to send him a letter and invitation?"
The Heavenly Ghost King on the high seat chuckled lightly: "A spiritual mine came out of Nanming Ridge. It is said that it is the best among the middle-grade mines. He can't keep it."
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Tu Shanjun put the letter in his hand on the table.
The letter is full of arrogance.
He is a person who takes soft things rather than hard ones, but the Ghost King still has such a tough attitude, making it clear that he can use the spiritual mine to keep him safe.
The reason why he didn't kill the two Jindan monks was because he didn't want to have no room for maneuver, and because those two people were indeed on the right path, Tu Shanjun didn't want to kill other monks because of the Chi Wu Sect's fault.
However, Tushanjun does not have a good attitude towards monsters and monsters.
Maybe this has something to do with the fact that he was once a human, and it is common for demons and ghosts to eat humans.
That is to say, those big demons do not want to be contaminated with evil spirits and affect their own cultivation, so they will not do such actions. Moreover, demons and ghosts have a weak concept of good and evil, and they believe in the law of the jungle.
It's not like cultivating people, you have to separate the good and evil ones yourself, and use the principles of ethics, benevolence, righteousness and moral education to guide people to be good.
Don't think that the demons in Daheishan are just good people who keep their peace and even help eliminate evil-doing demons without demon status. In fact, they are just obeying Tushanjun's orders. Otherwise, how can any demon do such a thing?
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In the final analysis, it is because Tushanjun is powerful enough to subdue all monsters and monsters.
Because of the power of incense and vows, the Dahei Mountain Ghost King has many restraints on his demons and ghosts, and will not disturb ordinary people too much except when necessary.
There are also the restrictions imposed by Wanfa Sect on all monks.
If you kill too many mortals, you will be hunted to death by Wanfa Sect.
Tu Shanjun frowned and lay back on the seat behind him.
Even if you want to be safe, you can't be safe. After becoming the king of Dahei Mountain, you are not as free as you once were. You have to take care of more things. Even when you are fighting, you have to keep your hands and make calculations, and you have to allocate your magic power reasonably.
Even with such a level of cultivation, my body feels inexplicably tired.
"How about, let's do it." Tu Shanjun stood up and looked into the distance. The invisible pressure brought by Sunset Mountain was not small. This time there were two golden elixirs in the middle stage. Tomorrow there might be more golden elixir monks. He would have to ask for help from outside at any time.
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Foreign aid is not that easy to find.
The Heavenly Ghost King is not a wise choice. The Wanfa Sect is too far away and is naturally neutral. The Demon Sect does not know him, and even if he knows Tushanjun, he will not seek support from the Demon Sect.
A name suddenly appeared in his mind.
Tu Shanjun turned around and quickly retracted a little head that poked his way in from the door of the hall.
"Come out, dad has seen you."
The baby pursed his lips and held his little hands as he crossed the threshold, with a troubled look on his face, and shouted in a sweet voice: "Daddy."
Tu Shanjun walked up to the baby and picked it up with both hands.
"Auntie said that dad is very busy and the child shouldn't come."
Wa'er buried her head on Tushanjun's shoulder and whispered, "But, I miss my daddy."
Miss Long'er hurriedly came over: "Your Majesty, it was my subordinate who was negligent..."
Tu Shanjun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
Miss Long'er is a monk in the late stage of foundation building and is only a few steps away from reaching the pinnacle. How could she not tolerate a child without any magic power? And with the way she was guarding him every step of the way, it was not an oversight.
Tu Shanjun sighed. If it weren't for the child, he really didn't want to become a demon king.
As a father, I always feel that I should give my children better.
Could it be that he was wandering around with him, panicking like a lost dog? Even if the child wanted to, he wouldn't.
The child's sleepiness came quickly, and he fell asleep on Tushanjun's shoulder in a short time.
Tu Shanjun looked at Long Er and said through a message: "Did you teach her to call you aunt?"
"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I know my identity and dare not do this. It is the little princess who insists on doing this..."
Miss Longer was frightened and quickly defended herself.
Tu Shanjun did not continue to care about it and said softly: "That's all, let the child do it as he wishes."
Late at night.
Miss Long'er carefully took Tushan Jinghong from Tushanjun's arms.
Tu Shanjun looked into the distance and sighed: "In that case, just lower your head."
Since Tu Shanjun entered the spiritual world, he has never bowed his head to anyone. He has shouldered all the burdens and has even become a pillar of support for many people.
Probably because he didn't want to.
He can rely entirely on himself, and even if the results are unsatisfactory, it doesn't matter.
Because he had long expected that he would have to bear everything on his own, even if it was a failure.
But, this time, he couldn't lose.
Repair a book.
Please send the Golden elixir monk from the Ancient Immortal Tower.
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"Young Master, your cultivation has improved again." Miss Rong'er praised with a smile.
The woman wearing a purple veil sighed: "What's the use of improving your cultivation." Moving her body, her cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, but it's a pity that she didn't realize the fake elixir's state of mind.
Moreover, she is not young.
Large sects have requirements for core disciples. If you can become a golden elixir monk before a century, you can get more resources.
Of course, the older the person who forms the core, the better the qualifications, and the less resources will be consumed.
It's a pity that when she was young, she was playful and lazy in cultivation, so she has just reached the peak of foundation building today.
If you want to form an elixir, it will take at least ten years of hard work.
Fortunately, as the young master of Yangcheng, he does not need to worry about resources. The master of the alchemy and spiritual objects has already prepared for it. With his good qualifications, he has a good chance of becoming a golden elixir monk.
Zi Shaoqing, who was standing on the top floor of Dan Pavilion, looked into the distance: "Is there no news about that person yet?"
"No, there is no news about senior Ding Xie..."
"And Beiluoshan..." Miss Rong'er handed the jade slip to Zi Shaoqing.
Seven years have passed since we parted ways. A golden elixir monk appeared in Beiluoshan. That night, the Ding family in Beiluoshan also saw a large formation to seal demons. Ding Xie used the golden elixir realm to suppress demons and ghosts.
But she has gone through these things countless times.
Only, there was no one she was looking for.
There was no trace of that person, as if he had disappeared from the world.
It even made Zi Shaoqing wonder if that person had left the Xiaohuang Territory.
Otherwise, why haven't we found him after searching for so long? There's not even any news.
In fact, if she asked the ancestor of the Ding family, she might be able to find out something, but there was no clue, so how could she get in touch again.
Moreover, the ancestor of the Ding family may not tell the truth.
The attendant who ran over in panic quickly said, "Young Master, a master wants to see you."
"Grandmaster? Golden elixir monk."
Zi Shaoqing was a little surprised, but after all, she is a master of Jindan. As the young master of Yangcheng, she cannot neglect: "Please come quickly."
It doesn't take a while.
Grandmaster Jindan stepped onto the fifth floor of the Dan Pavilion, his cultivation level was perfect, and his spiritual consciousness was restrained in every possible way.
The monk knew who he was facing. Although the other party only had foundation-building cultivation, his identity was here.
"Guxian Tower, Mu Cheng." Mu Cheng slightly arched his hands.
Zi Shaoqing quickly got out of the way, bowed and said in return: "Senior is too polite, how can this junior receive such a great gift?"
"I wonder why senior came here?"
"Deliver a message for someone."
"who?"
"The True King of Daheishan, Lord Tushan."
Zi Shaoqing frowned. She racked her brains and couldn't remember who she knew Tu Shanjun.