The palace of Bai Mo Mountain is full of fairy music, wine, nectar, exotic flowers, melons and fruits. Young and beautiful girls wearing light red clothes and gauze are sent into the palace carrying crystal fruit plates. They are obviously of the Bai Mo family.
We are entertaining guests, and the identity of this guest is extraordinary. Even the second-generation disciples, Taoist Heisha, Taoist Poisonous Hands, Taoist Demons, and hundreds of other proud disciples are blocking the door. They cannot even enter the palace gate, let alone Xuanyuan.
This is the third generation of disciples of the Dharma King.
Next to Baimo Mountain, there is a rocky mountain with jagged rocks and old trees. On the cliff halfway up the mountain, there is a platform with a radius of one acre. Behind the platform is a dark cave. Such a cave is very
Usually, there are dozens of caves around any hill with a radius of hundreds of miles. These caves are the places where disciples of the Hundred Demon Mountains live and practice. They are not as quiet, magnificent or as some immortal caves.
Full of fairy spirit.
These disciples all practice the Demonic Way of Asura, which sacrifices and refines ghosts, swallows essence and blood, and extracts the gloomy aura of evil spirits. Even a fairyland will be filled with ghost aura and become extremely filthy, so these disciples of the earthly generation are too lazy to fight.
Reason, if you have time to do these things, it would be better to meditate, refine your Qi, and hone your natal demon.
Especially the disciples of the fourth and fifth generations, who have to kill ferocious beasts in the mountains to regenerate their souls and sacrifice them to refine magic weapons to survive the catastrophe, there is no time.
A ray of black light came closer from far away, and he saw that Dharma King Xuanyuan was carrying two large pythons with poisonous horns and red scales. Their bodies were as thick as the mouth of a bowl and three feet long. They were entangled and struggling, but how could they escape from Dharma King's hands?
"Master! Are you back?" Hearing the sound of piercing the sky, a demon came out of the cave. Mo was about eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was a young man. He looked extremely ugly, with a pair of white eyes and two nostrils.
When Chaotian saw Dharma King Xuanyuan, he cheered quickly with a somewhat joyful tone.
"No! Take it, drink the skin and let the blood flow, drink a bowl, and then practice Qigong to promote Qi. It will be of great benefit to your cultivation!"
Xuanyuan Dharma King threw out a red-scaled python. This python was originally a living thing. Once it was released, it would bite anyone it saw. Its two fierce eyes showed red light, and its bloody mouth and fangs spewed out a stream of red smoke and poisonous gas.
The body must not be straight, like an arrow leaving the string, the red shadow flashed and ran towards the face of the ugly boy.
The ugly boy was like a swallow piercing the clouds, leaping four to five feet high, holding a black gold dagger in his hand, and with one stroke, he passed under the belly of the big python, and only heard a chirping sound, and the red-scaled big python
The python hit the rock with its head and shrank on the ground fighting for its life. It turned out that its belly was cut open. I don't know what method the ugly boy used. The whole skin was peeled off, leaving only a long strip of white flesh.
Rolling on the ground, even the snake gall fell into the hands of the ugly boy.
The ugly boy opened his mouth and swallowed the snake's gall, wrapped three feet of snake skin around his waist, stepped on the snake's tail, grabbed the snake's head, and cut off the horns. He ignored that the snake rolled a lot of dirt on the ground and opened its mouth.
Showing his deep white teeth, he bit down seven inches, causing his Adam's apple to tremble up and down. The python gradually shriveled up, and within a few breaths, it became a stiff [***].
The ugly boy immediately took out the black gold soul-absorbing gourd, murmured something in his mouth, and pointed with his hand, an extremely fine line of black air flew out from the top of the snake's head, and was sucked into the gourd, but it was absorbing the soul-absorbing soul.
Throwing away the useless remnants, the ugly boy looked at the other big python in Fawang's hand and licked his lips. Fawang smiled and threw it to him. The ugly boy drank the blood and gall, collected the living soul, and then entered the palace with Fawang.
Cave.
"You are making rapid progress. You have reached the middle stage of Qi Entrainment in just one month. In a few days, you will be able to fly with a sword. Then you can go out to hunt on your own." Fawang said.
"Yin Yang understands!"
It turned out that this ugly boy was a savage in the mountains. He had been dancing with apes since he was born. The month before, King Xuanyuan accidentally went to practice the Xuanyin Banner in a distant mountain. He happened to see this ugly boy fighting among apes and a group of wild wolves. He felt that
This ugly boy's qualifications were very high, so he took him back as his disciple. Because it happened to be evening, when yin and yang alternated, he was specially named Yin Yang. King Xuanyuan's original alias was Wang, so the ugly boy was named Wang.
Yin and Yang are such an important figure that they have to be mentioned in detail.
"Master, why is Baimo Mountain so busy today!"
Xuanyuan Fawang was sitting on the Dharma platform. Next to him was a small pile made of human and animal skulls, which was about three feet high. Wang Yinyang took out nine black gold gourds and placed them on it. If he took nine, he would be the number of his true death. Dharma Wang sacrificed two
On the dark Yin flag of the pole, two demons appeared on the dark side of the flag. They were the two demons of the demon path that were captured that day.
The two demon gods trembled on the flags, bared their teeth, and looked ferocious, as if they were about to come out and eat Dharma King Xuanyuan alive. They kept cursing to themselves, but their voices could not come out.
"Today, Feitianyu Yang Miaomiao, the god-sister of the Hundred Demon Cult Ancestor, is here to visit her relatives!"
Xuanyuan Dharma King only knew so much. He had done a good job in delivering the letter, and was given a few black-gold soul-catching gourds and a few pages of the Hundred Demons Sutra by the Hundred Demon Taoist. In addition, he got a few pages from killing the two demons, so he learned a lot.
Although the magic power does not include the method of worshiping and refining hundreds of demons, it is also derived from the profound and profound secrets of the Asura demon path, and Dharma King has benefited greatly from it.
"Then Yang Miaomiao is just the god-sister of the Hundred Demon Cult Ancestor, so why should she be treated with such a heavy courtesy? The reason is worth pondering. However, my status is very low, and I have only been here for a short time. I really don't know the inside story. Why don't I ask?
Ask these two guys." Dharma King Sifu said, the more he knew, the more opportunities he would have to get close to the Hundred Demon Sect Ancestor.
"If you two still don't surrender, do you really want me to kill you? Help me well. In the future, I will achieve the magical power of Asura, and you will also be able to be liberated."
The Dharma King smiled sinisterly and pointed with his hand. Inside the nine black-gold gourds were collected the black filaments made from the soul sacrifice. Gudu! Gudu! came out. As soon as it came into contact with the flag, it turned into yin fire and burned two threads.
The demon was in pain and wished to live.
The two demons cultivated into demon immortals and became the natal demon god. They were photographed on the flag and became the main soul, but they did not lose their consciousness. As long as Xuanyuan Dharma King usually confronts the enemy and releases his enemies, the natal demon god will use all the Taoist methods he had during his lifetime.
As a method, you can also use magic weapons, which is much more powerful than distracting control by yourself, but there are advantages and disadvantages. It is powerful, but difficult to control, and it is easy to be backlashed.
The two demons could not bear the torment of the yin fire, and they begged for mercy and expressed their surrender. King Xuanyuan asked: "Do you know the origin of the flying jade girl Yang Miaomiao?"
A sharp voice came from the banner: "This flying jade girl Yang Miaomiao is the thirty-sixth princess of the great Asura Demon King in the hell and the sea of blood. It is rumored that she has some ambiguity with the ancestor. To hide people's eyes, she recognized her sister. The ancestor's hundred
The Magic Scripture, I heard, was obtained from the princess."
These two Taoists have served under the Bai Mo Mountain for hundreds of years, and they know a lot more about things and rumors than the newcomer, the Dharma King. After a lot of gossip, the Dharma King knows a little bit about some of the situation.
In the Asura clan, the women are extremely beautiful and the men are extremely ugly. Yang Miaomiao is extremely good at the art of color repair and beauty. She is also more beautiful than the fairies in the sky. She has many faces. It is said that she is married to King Pichen of Qinglong Mountain.
In fact, they were just concubines. Yang Zhicai, the ancestor of the Hundred Demons Cult, turned out to be an ordinary demon fairy. Somehow, he fell in love with Yang Miaomiao. He obtained an Asura Sutra of Hundred Demons, cultivated magical powers, and became the patriarch of the cult.
Xuanyuan Dharma King received this information, but it was of no use for the moment. He only kept it in his heart. Looking at the changes in the situation in the future, he had a place to stay and it took a long time, but he was not in a hurry.
Baimo Taoist Yang Zhicai wore a pure white Taoist robe, and his hair was tied with a silk ribbon. He looked elegant and unrestrained. He stood in the wind like a jade tree, and his appearance was not that old. He looked like he was still young. No matter who looked at him, he could not compare with Xiongju.
The old devil on one side imagined it together.
"Sister! Why do you have time to see your brother today!" Yang Zhicai and Yang Miaomiao were rubbing each other.
Yang Miaomiao is really very beautiful. She is wearing a gauze, with a pair of naked round jade feet. Her complexion is like gelatin, slightly rosy, as if made of water. The gauze does not cover her body, and her whole body is full of wonderful features, looming, especially
Between a frown and a smile, the waves in the eyes are captivating and captivating. No matter how the god who has cut off lust looks at it, his blood will surge and he will be burned by desire. If he cannot help himself, he will inevitably lose his true yang. She is worthy of being a great Asura witch.
Develop the magical power of ecstasy.
Yang Miaomiao chuckled, like the echo of a silver bell, her breath was soft and gentle, and others couldn't support it: "The stupid cows on the top of Qinglong Mountain are all rough-handed and rough-footed, the barbarian monster kings don't know gentleness, how can they compare with it?"
elder brother."
Yang Zhicai smiled and said: "Brother, I heard that the Lion and Camel King has three powerful helpers. Who are they?"
Hearing this question, Yang Miaomiao straightened up and dismissed the maid who was bringing fruits and flowers. She suddenly looked like the saint of the snow mountain, awe-inspiring and inviolable, with a certain dignity of her own.
"These three people are really amazing. They were the disciples of the saint who intercepted the religion back then. They were named Jinguangxian, Qiushouxian, and Lingyaxian. They suffered a great disaster during the Conferred God War and were killed by Cihang, Manjusri, and Puxian.
The three Bodhisattvas harvested their mounts and suffered humiliation. Somehow they escaped from the catastrophe a while ago and are now living in the Lion Camel Mountain, preparing for revenge." Yang Miaomiao said.
"They are actually disciples of the Saint of Cutting Angles. No wonder those three rhinoceroses are no match!" Yang Zhicai said: "My good sister, you have to deal with these three immortals. Why did you come to see me? Do you want me to help you too?"
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"Hmph! I don't know how powerful you are, how can you be the opponent of those three immortals." Yang Miaomiao heard this and sneered.
Yang Zhicai didn't dare to get angry and quickly said with a smile: "What my sister said is..."
Yang Miaomiao's face changed, and she smiled sweetly: "My father, the Asura clan, has been fighting against Ksitigarbha for a long time. Our Asura clan also has a deep feud with Buddhism. We are sworn in, and the three immortals also have a feud with Buddhism.
Wouldn’t this fight bring pain to the relatives and happiness to the enemies? Therefore, I followed my father’s decree, and the two sides had long since turned their hostility into friendship. Only then did I have time to come to see my brother to see how he could use his power to annihilate the Shushan sect.
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Yang Zhicai smiled and said: "My good sister, she has deep roots in Shushan and has made countless friends. It is really difficult to deal with her. What's more, the demon sects seen in Nanzhan Buzhou are not unified. I just sent a letter a few days ago to send it to you that day.
Shi Lao Mo, this old demon actually ate two of my disciples, it’s really hateful. Otherwise, my sister can ask her husband, the king, to issue a decree and ask them to convert?"
"Hmph! You are thinking better. How can my father care about such a trivial matter? Let me tell you the truth. The ancestor of the Styx Sect woke up from the pool of reincarnation a hundred years ago and is about to kill 480 million heads.
The son of the blood god turned into a formless blood demon, hum! hum! If the patriarch could achieve the Hunyuan Dao fruit with my Asura demonic path, then I, the Asura clan, would not have to live in the dark sea of blood, nor would we have to suffer from Buddhism.
Taken to be a slave." Yang Miaomiao said.
"The Ancestor of the Styx Sect is actually awake?" Yang Zhicai's surprise is no small matter. The Ancestor of the Styx Sect was a placenta conceived when the Netherworld Blood Sea was first formed. Pangu opened the sky, performed six reincarnations, and gave birth to the Blood River and Blood Sea.
The ancestor of the Styx Sect has evolved since the founding of Hongmeng, and its magic power is boundless.
Zhou Qingsuo's blood nerves were left behind by the Styx Cult Master, and the power of Liao Xiaojin's thirteen-headed Blood God Sons shows how powerful the Styx Cult Ancestor is.
The Styx Sect's ancestors have 480 million blood gods, but I don't know what the extent is.
"Why are you surprised?" Yang Miaomiao smiled and asked. Then Yang Zhi came back to his senses and was in a good mood. He hugged Yang Miaomiao and wanted to do the casual thing. Yang Miaomiao half-heartedly gave in, and the two of them started doing it in the main hall.
Good things are coming.
The details will be summarized in one stroke to avoid contaminating the ears and eyes of all readers.
As the clouds and rain gradually subsided, Yang Zhicai suddenly remembered Jingjing'er, Kongkong'er, and Binglinggong. He arranged his clothes. The blush on Yang Miaomiao's face did not subside. When Yang Zhicai said this, he immediately became interested.
"Since the war has turned into friendship, why don't we let these three people go?" Yang Zhicai asked.
"Don't be busy now, take me down and have a look!" Yang Miaomiao said.
Yang Zhicai did not dare to disobey, so he took Yang Miaomiao to the harem. There was an altar on it, the size of ten acres, with seventy-two command flags on it, which matched the number of earth evil spirits. There was a bronze mirror in the center of the flag, the size of a fence.
The radiant flames showed what was happening in the lungs of the earth tens of thousands of feet deep.
All I could see was that the magma was surging, it was a fiery red color, and there were many green thunders the size of projectiles mixed in it. The magma surged, collided with each other, and then exploded with a bang, like the sky was falling apart.
As long as one of these countless dark thunders explodes, a chain reaction will occur, causing everything to explode red. With each chain explosion, the mirror will flash a fiery red crystal light, illuminating the whole room, but no one can see it at all.
Knowing the scene inside clearly, although there was no sound, Yang Miaomiao still felt the magic of creation. Even a true immortal who is a top-notch person would turn into ashes in the midst of it.
After a while, the continuous thunderous thunder erupted, and the scene displayed in the bronze mirror calmed down slightly. I saw three points of green light inside the floating magma, and both Jing Jing'er and Kong Kong'er jumped out of their souls.
The spiritual talisman shrank to a three-foot radius under the green light cover above his head.
Bing Linggong was sandwiched between the two of them, and he also imitated the soul, but he was a small Taoist priest, no more than a foot tall. He looked sluggish, weak, and his mind was a little comatose. The protective green light transformed by the spiritual talisman was dim.
Fading and appearing, if Jing Jing'er and Kong Kong'er hadn't taken most of the pressure off for him, I'm afraid Bing Linggong would have died long ago.
"What a powerful swordsman." Yang Miaomiao sighed.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, causing the bronze mirror to emit crystal light again, trembling and making a buzzing sound. Yang Zhicai was puzzled: "The Yin Thunder condensed by the poisonous flames erupted three times a day.
It happened just now, why is it coming again now? There is no reason."
The crystal light disappeared, and a scene appeared in the bronze mirror. The boy who had been wearing red clothes, a collar, and pink jade carvings all his life was none other than Red Boy.
It turns out that Red Boy had been lurking in the underground Yin River for a long time. As soon as the Yin thunder erupted, he got into the magma of the earth's lungs, relied on shooting sun arrows, broke the forbidden law under Bai Mo Mountain, and found the trapped person.
The three people below.
Yang Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and when she saw Red Boy, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a beautiful baby!" Then her heart started to grow again, and she wished she could take Red Boy over immediately, love her and love her.
Yang Zhicai didn't understand. He was angry and jealous, but he didn't dare to pay attention to Yang Miaomiao's intention. He gritted his teeth and turned the bronze mirror around.
Zhou Qing was walking with General Ba in the clouds when he suddenly felt nervous. He quickly calculated and secretly complained. The area around Huaguo Mountain is majestic to the East China Sea, with a vast ocean and majestic scenery. But where is Zhou Qing?
Still interested in watching.
Suddenly reaching a mountain, the main peak pierced the sky. The clouds were still halfway up the mountain. I don't know how high it was. General Ba descended the Yuntou Road and reached the peak with Zhou Qing. He immediately said: "Emperor, please go up. Your Majesty is waiting for you in the mountain."
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Zhou Qing could not help but said again: "Thank you!" General Naba didn't even dare to say so and walked down the mountain instead.
Zhou Qing walked up, only to see cliffs on both sides. The road was like a ladder, going straight up. The mountains were covered with clouds and rain, and there were many old pines growing on both sides. Zhou Qing went straight up and passed halfway up the mountain.
The clouds were under my feet, and the rain was also under my feet, but my eyes suddenly opened up, and it was like a paradise.
The mountain is full of peach trees, plum trees, exotic melons and fruits, pink flowers are blooming, and green leaves are crisp. A waterfall hangs from the top of the mountain like a curtain of water. There are white apes, golden apes, big and small old monkeys playing in the mountains.
, was not surprised to see Zhou Qinglai.
In front of the Water Curtain Cave, a rainbow reflects the sun, and the water is misty. There are several stone benches and a stone seat. There is a person sitting on it, wearing a golden cloud light Tai Chi Bagua suit, a golden silk ribbon tied around his waist, and a purple gold crown on his head.
Play quietly with the alchemy book and read a volume of "Huang Ting".
It is the power that controls the world and is called Qitian, and he is called the Great Sage across the three realms.
When Zhou Qing saw the great sage, he couldn't help shouting: "Brother Taoist! You are so comfortable."