Although Yang Yi and the other two are together now, among us, the three of us are not very concerned about each other, so the disciple of the ghost clan did not pay much attention to them.
At this time, Ghost Mianer said: "This news can also be said to be good news. After that war, our Ghost King Sect suffered heavy losses and is now short of manpower, which is also our best promotion."
"The Lord of the Palace has been recruiting guards in the Skeleton Hall recently. I have the honor of being selected and will become the Lord of the Palace from now on."
Speaking of this, Ghost Face became a little excited.
"Congratulations to the Lord, congratulations to the Lord!" Yang Yi and the other two said together.
"Hahaha..." Ghost Mianer laughed a few times at this time and said, "After I became a guard, the position of the master of this Ghost Mansion is vacant. I don't want our Ghost Mansion to disband like this from the bottom of my heart.
Now.”
There is no emotion to talk about in the demon cultivator. Even General Wu Jiaqiu, the most loyal general in Yu Palace, is now covered with grass.
Although Ghost Face, the main leader of the Ghost Crest, became the guard of the hotel, he did not want to give up his own power, so he came up with this statement.
Not only did he do this, but the other hall masters are the same. Some even control the power of the two hall gates, so in the competition between the guards of the Yudian, there are many forces behind him to support him.
"So, I plan to choose one of you four to be the new master and save the wreck of our ghost hall."
"This is the Order of the Lord of the Hall. You can use this token to recruit soldiers/Malay to strengthen the Ghost Hall."
Ghost face said while taking out a token.
Select the master of the hall.
After hearing this, Yang Yi couldn't help but tremble. There was such a good thing that he had encountered.
"Who in your mind wants to be the master of the hall? You might as well talk about your mental plan. After the talk, you will vote together to choose a master. And I think the master you elected yourself must be the best.
Get your support.”
Ghost Monk had just finished saying this. Yang Yi, Monk Miechen, and Bi Yao looked at each other at the same time, and could see the surprise in the other person's eyes, and finally nodded at the same time.
Voting and elections are really fair.
"I'll come first." The only member of the ghost church suddenly stood up and shouted, "Master, I want you to participate in the competition, I'll talk first."
...
After a round of fair and fair canvassing and voting, Yang Yi was elected as the new generation of the Ghost Mother Hall with a vote of 2:1.
The member of the Ghost Hall lowered his head and reflected on the other side, thinking about where he said what he was unpopular.
After taking the Ghost Neck Hall token, Yang Yi couldn't help feeling a little excited and even felt very unreal.
This is really beyond everyone's imagination.
How could a good disciple of the Demon-Slaying Pavilion become a master of Yu Palace?
...
In the west of Tianyuan Continent.
It is said that it is a deserted and extremely evil place, so desolate that even a single grass cannot survive.
After the demon god was suppressed by the Demon-Suppressing Tower, all the demon tribes in the Tianyuan Continent fled here to hide.
But what Mr. Longyang saw was not the scene of fire falling from the sky, freezing on the ground, and tsunamis that were constantly stopping day and night.
He climbed over a mountain and saw a city standing on the plain.
It is indeed a bit exaggerated to say that it is a city, and it is more appropriate to describe it as a large existence.
He is not as tall as Heiyu City, nor has he very prosperous streets, but he continuously covers the entire plain and cannot see the edge at a glance.
Everything you see is more like a village of human beings, with shelter, clothes, and farm tools. It is not difficult to see from here that these demons have also begun to care about food, clothing, housing and transportation.
At first glance, those who were wrapped in rags and carrying farm tools were tall and heavy demons. Some had turned into human form, and some were semi-human form. Except for a few people who needed to carry heavy objects, the others were all
It has approached the living habits and state of human race.
The descendants of those monsters were all small black bears, white foxes, etc., all babbling and learning the human language. The whole picture looked very strange.
Seeing this scene makes people unable to connect with the legendary demon realm.
"Are you shocked? I felt the same when I came here for the first time."
In front of him, a man wearing a high crown and a bit feminine, turned to look at Long Yang and said with a smile.
“It really shocked me.”
Young Master Long Yang nodded after hearing this and said with certainty.
"There are seven demon kings in this domain, not every demon king is like this. Among them, only the Qingqiu Fox King is very friendly to humans and does his best to build human civilization in the extreme west."
The man continued, "He has been a demon king for more than a hundred years. But this time is still very short for the demon clan, so its voice is not too strong. If he is given a few hundred years.
If it is, it is very likely that it will create a country like the royal family of human dynasty."
"This ability is really terrifying." Young Master Long Yang said in horror.
The individual abilities of the demon race are many times stronger than those of the human race, and the number of the lowest ranks in all races is no less than that of the human race.
The fundamental reason why it has been suppressed by human race is that it is cultural gap.
In an era when neither side had the Tai Chi Tongxuan powerhouse appeared, the demon clan was always suppressed by the human clan.
Now the demon clan has also begun to develop its own civilization, transforming from pursuing individual abilities to pursuing collective abilities, which will become very powerful over time.
The man with high crown walked forward and said, "This is a good thing for our demon race. Criminals who cannot tolerate in the human dynasty can become guests of the Qingqiu Fox King.
”
"The Fox King of Qingqiu welcomes everyone who comes from the royal family. No matter whether the other party is a criminal or a death row prisoner, as long as it can bring cultural changes to its territory, they will never refuse their lives."
"This is great." Young Master Long Yang said with a smile and nodded.
His face is still pale now.
The night before yesterday, he was raided by Mo Yingsi and almost hung in Heiyu City. Finally, he fought hard to escape.
Now that his identity has been exposed, the court and the ten sects of the Seven Secrets will do their best to hunt him down, so in a short period of time, he has no room for survival in the human city.
After a series of operations, he fled to the extreme west, intending to come to this demon realm to avoid the limelight.
In his perception, the demon realm should be a desolate place to eat raw meat and drink blood everywhere, but after coming, I found that it was very different from what he imagined. This place turned out to be a paradise.
"Here, that's the King of Qingqiu." The man with Gao Guan took Young Master Long Yang to climb over a mountain, pointed to the graceful figure in the distance and said in a low voice, "It likes to attract people alone, I
I won’t accompany you, you should remember to be polite. Although the Fox King of Qingqiu likes to show his appearance to others, no matter how it is said that its essence is still the demon king.”
"I understand." Young Master Long Yang said after hearing this.
The monster man continued to remind: "There are also Qingqiu Fox King who likes to call it humans very much. Its human names are Cailian."
...
Lanyu Town.
The wind on the river is thin, and the clouds hold the fragrance of falling flowers.
On the far river surface, a small boat was slowly sailing forward. On the bow of the boat was a young man with a long jade robe, holding a flute in his hand, playing slowly.
The sound of the flute is swaying, like a flowing oriole, knocking on the door of my heart.
Under a tree by the river, a girl in a big red dress looked very weak. When she saw the boy in white on the bow of the boat looking at him, she shyly dripped her worries.
Then she raised her head and looked at the young man, fearing that the young man would not look at her.
The stars in the night are like lamps illuminating the dream, and the osmanthus branches sway and fragrant on their heads.
Soon the young man leaned against the shore and leaped gently and arrived on the shore.
As I got closer, I saw clearly that his facial features were star-eyed, sword-like eyebrows, red lips and white teeth.
At this time, the girl's eyes became brighter and brighter as if she saw stars. Looking at the boy slowly approaching her, her heart was full of nervousness but more anticipation.
The young man did not disappoint the girl. Listening to the footsteps that were slowly approaching, he came to the girl and asked softly, "This girl, are you here alone?"