Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 53 Leng Shoutan appears

In the land of the West End, Mingtanzong is more than 35,400 miles north,

There is an ancient battlefield called Xinggeyuan.

When the demon catastrophe came from outside the sky, the space was shattered, and a piece of void fragment happened to fall on Xinggeyuan.

After being infiltrated by the evil spirit, Xing Geyuan was turned into a piece of underworld, which can lead directly to the depths of the netherworld.

Since then, Xinggeyuan has been shrouded in dark winds and black fog all year round, among which there is a gloomy forest of corpses, with waves of ghosts rising and falling, like a ghost beast crawling on the ground, swallowing clouds and mist.

Therefore, the land is uniquely blessed by nature and is connected to the Netherworld. It is the training ground for many demonic monks above the Netherworld in the West.

A mountain peak a thousand miles away from Xinggeyuan,

Facing the direction of Mingtan Sect, a monk was sitting cross-legged on a cliff.

"Master, I'm coming."

A pretty little girl ran over with a chirping sound.

The housekeeper behind me was out of breath chasing after him.

"Little miss, slow down...slow down, this old slave...can't keep up with you."

When she reached a place five feet behind the monk, the little girl stopped.

I carefully tidied up the corners of my clothes that were a little messy by the mountain wind and the black hair around my ears.

Then he said obediently, "Thanks to Master Leng Chan for his magical power. My grandpa rested for two days and is able to walk around today."

Leng Chan turned around, with a dignified look, and said calmly, "Dingyuan Temple values ​​fate and cherishing it. Since it was seen by the young monk, it should be saved by the young monk."

The little girl said softly: "I don't understand, but Master Leng Chan can teach me. The light the day before yesterday was so bright and magical."

Leng Chan put his hands together and bowed, "Young monk and you have no master-disciple relationship."

The little girl stared at her bright almond-shaped eyes and said in a huff,

“I’ve seen fortune tellers tell people’s fortunes, and they always ask for their names before they start telling fortunes.

Master, you didn't even ask me my name, how do you know we are not destined to be masters and disciples?

Lying is wrong! "

Seeing that Leng Chan didn't speak, the little girl raised her face and said, "Remember, my name is Guan Ran, Jin Guan Ran.

Now I know your name, and you know my name. We are friends. Can't you really teach me something? "

Leng Chan turned around and continued to look at the horizon.

Jin Guran walked carefully behind Leng Chan, stuck out his little head and took a look.

"Wow, it's so high and far away. Master, why are you sitting here?" Jin Guran hurriedly patted his chest and stuck out his tongue in fear.

Leng Chan sighed softly, "The young monk is waiting for the epiphyllum to bloom."

"I've seen it! I've seen it!" Jin Guanran arched his eyebrows and said quickly, "It only opened once and kept me awake for half the night, but it's really beautiful. But where are the epiphyllums here?"

Jin Guran looked left and right, stretching his little head here and there, looking cute and cute.

Leng Chan looked in the direction of Mingtan Sect, auspicious light appeared in his eyes, and the black energy had been pressed to the deepest part of his eyes.

"some,

I vow that this body will be transformed into a stone statue in the mountains, and I will abandon the holy and the wise.

Blow by the strong wind for several years,

After being exposed to the scorching sun for several years,

It rained heavily for several years,

That person will come out of the epiphyllum and come to my eyes. "

……

Mingtanzong,

Huasheng Peak, Jindan Yuntai,

Xie Lijun, the master of Wangui Peak, slammed his hand on the stone table and said viciously,

"Are there any rules anymore?!

How can I, a member of Wangui Peak, let other peaks do whatever they want? "

Facing the ferocious Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak, several Jindan elders were not afraid at all.

The elder who was facing Xie Lijun glared, pointed at Xie Lijun's nose and cursed,

"What, now you dare to come to the Presbyterian Church and slam the table?

If I hadn't taken you to escape in spite of the danger of killing the real spirit with my sword, you would have been refined by the real fire.

When you become the peak master, do you no longer recognize your old self? "

Xie Lijun smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands.

"Elder Lan, as you said, I, Xie Lijun, am not that kind of person.

However, Ji Cuiyu has little experience and insufficient magical power, so how can he be qualified to enter the Zhenzhuan Palace? "

Several elders looked at each other, and one of them sneered,

"The heavenly demon's dharma image broke the great demon's battle formation, and the sword's will killed the Xu family swordsman.

Just because of this, you still despise the lack of magical power?

You Xie Lijun has such a high level of vision now. How about you come to preside over this presbytery? "

Another elder stood up and said gently,

"Xie Peak Master, it's not that you don't follow the rules.

Now Corpse Buddha Peak and Puppet Shadow Peak follow the rules.

The joint name of the two peaks and the recommendation of the foreign elixir were originally one of the ways to become a candidate for the true biography. This was also to avoid the appearance of a hidden gem. "

Elder Lan smiled, walked over, patted Xie Lijun on the shoulder, and said loudly:

"If you catch the awl in the bag, its edge will definitely show up. If you want to blame it, it's Ji Jiyu who has too much talent.

Didn’t the Qifeng Battle lose a True Legend candidate to White Bone Peak before? Now the Elders will directly fill up the True Legend candidate slot for Wangui Peak.

What else are you dissatisfied with? "

Xie Lijun struggled a bit, but found that he was tightly bound.

Looking sideways, he saw Elder Lan's face was solemn, and he looked at him with eyes slanting upward.

He immediately understood that the matter was more than that simple, and he could trust the person in front of him.

So he followed the current and said with a wry smile,

"Since it is the opinion of the Presbyterian Council, I, Wangui Peak, will naturally follow it.

However, White Bone Peak disciple Jiang Moshu is also undergoing the True Inheritance Trial, what should we do? "

Several Jindan elders smiled,

"We have also considered that the two of them should do their own true inheritance tasks first.

When the time comes, we will compete on the top of the mountain.

The winner wins the trial results and saves half the time to directly become the true disciple.

The loser will have to redo the True Inheritance Trial as a training exercise. "

Elder Lan smiled at Xie Lijun and squeezed his shoulder hard.

"Are you afraid that your Ji Cuiyu can't defeat Jiang Moshu from Baigu Peak?!

No way!

No way! "

Xie Lijun's whole body was trembling with excitement, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face.

"The Seven Peaks Battle has taught me lessons before.

I dare not say that I will win! "

……

White Bone Peak,

The back hall of the Hall of Wankui,

"So, Ji Cuiyu's identity is really going to be fake now?"

Zheng Yuqing blinked twice, Xue Nui's neck gently lifted up, she pursed her red lips and took a deep breath.

boom!

A big hole was made in the sapphire floor.

"I kindly asked Jiang Moshu to learn something at Wangui Peak. Is this your plan?"

Xie Lijun touched his nose awkwardly and sighed,

"I also have good intentions. I originally wanted to let him go to the Immortal Lord's birthday banquet to see the fighting methods of other sects.

Unexpectedly, he directly killed the Xu family swordsman.

The golden elixirs on Corpse Buddha Peak and Puppet Shadow Peak were so eye-opening.

Today I was scolded so badly in the Presbyterian Church that I couldn't find any reason to refuse! "

Having said this, Xie Lijun's face became serious again, he touched his forehead, raised his index finger, and said,

"There seems to be some meaning above."

Zheng Yuqing was stunned for a moment, and then she said calmly:

"No matter what, Jiang Moshu is from Baigu Peak."

Yin Huafeng Luo Zhi stood aside with a faint smile, a soft wave passing through his eyes, and said softly:

"It doesn't matter, just maintain the status quo for now, and let Jiang Moshu take the true mission again.

Anyway, the previous plan was to hide it until the Sword Transformation Competition.

Once the sect breaks up with the Xuanhen Sword Sect,

Jiang Moshu's identity is just a trivial matter. It doesn't matter if he hangs on White Bone Peak or Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak. I don't mind if he hangs on Yinhua Peak. "

Xie Lijun glared angrily, and Zheng Yuqing also had eyes that were seven parts strange, two parts lazy, and one part wary.

Luo Zhi smiled softly and said,

"Fortunately, Mr. Ye reminded me that Jiang Moshu no longer needs the Purple Flower Heaven-Building Pill, but how can Luo Yun repay the cause and effect?

Now that I have learned the magical powers from Wangui Peak, it would be great to learn my magical powers from Yinhua Peak.

Don't worry, I don't want people, nor do I want the title of master or disciple.

I just want to help Luo Yun settle the cause and effect,

After all, the magic and magical powers of your two peaks are both strong and weak, and can easily be restrained by targeted magical powers. "

Luo Zhi smiled lightly, and a ray of moonlight appeared behind her,

"If you talk about restraint and Yinhua's magical power, you will never lose to others!"