Ji Wushuang wrote the invitation and headed to the city lord's mansion.
His Liquanfang is on the west side of the City Lord's Mansion, very close to it.
After the guard announced, a monk in purple robes walked out of the side door.
This man is tall and strong, with two golden beards floating on his lips, and a high-level hammer-shaped magic weapon on his waist.
Ji Wushuang saw that he was an acquaintance.
This person was the commander who took him into the city lord's palace last time when he wanted to establish an immortal alliance, Wu Shan.
At that time, I found out that he was from the demon clan, and I was shocked.
Now that I think about it, Jiejiao's teaching is that there is no distinction between teachings.
As for Our Lady of Wudang, she is one of the descendants of the leader of Tongtian Cult, so it is normal for her to have people from the demon clan under her command.
Ji Wushuang's eyes moved down and landed on the small hammer hanging on his waist.
What impressed me the most was this small hammer, which was filled with purple energy. Even if I had quasi-saint-level consciousness, I would be intimidated by the power emanating from this hammer.
This is definitely a powerful magic weapon!
Wushan looked at Ji Wushuang with an unkind expression, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
Ji Wushuang presented the invitation with both hands without any stage fright, and said with a serious face:
"The Immortal Alliance will hold an alliance-building ceremony tomorrow, and the Holy Mother is specially invited to attend the banquet."
Wu Shan had a strange look on his face. He took the invitation, glanced at it, his face changed again, he looked at Ji Wushuang in confusion and asked:
"You call yourself a junior to the Holy Mother? Which family are you a descendant of?"
Ji Wushuang didn't know who the black-robed demonic cultivator was, but he told the Wudang Holy Mother that he was his person at that time.
Only three people knew about this.
He had already thought about it before he came, and he was trying to make a tiger skin out of it.
After that, Mother Wudang read her invitation and naturally knew who she was.
He smiled and said:
“Our Lady knows who our elders are.
My elders and I had just met Our Lady more than a month ago, so I took the liberty to invite her. "
When Wu Shan heard this, his face softened a lot, and the two golden whiskers on his lips fluttered up and down:
"Well, in that case, I'll make a trip for you myself!"
Ji Wushuang felt happy and quickly clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, Commander Wu."
"Well, Liquanfang, right.
You go back first, so you don’t have to wait here. If the Holy Mother is going, I will naturally find the guards to inform you! "
"Okay, thank you. I'll take my leave then."
Wu Shan looked at Ji Wushuang's leaving figure and shook the invitation in his hand. Considering that Ji Wushuang and other little Kalami did not dare to make fun of him and the Holy Mother, he turned and walked towards the inner palace.
Crossing the square and arriving outside the inner hall, Wu Shanti said:
"Uncle, today a young monk from another world sent an invitation, saying that he would like to invite you to a banquet."
"come in!"
The palace door opens automatically.
Wu Shan walked into the inner hall and saw his uncle sitting cross-legged in meditation, with four magic swords suspended around him, obviously refining magic weapons.
He stood respectfully and quietly, holding the invitation respectfully above his head with both hands, holding his breath and not daring to breathe out.
The eyes of Our Lady of Wudang slowly opened, and with a casual move, the invitation in his hand was photographed in the hands of Our Lady of Wudang.
Ji Wushuang's invitation contained details about how she met the black-robed monk that day and became the Holy Mother.
When the Holy Mother opened it and glanced at it, she knew it was an invitation from him.
She thought for a moment, and since that person, with his status, traveled thousands of miles to come to her world for this boy, it meant that this boy should indeed have a very deep connection with him.
No matter what, you can't even deny him face.
The Holy Mother of Wudang put together the invitation and pondered for a long time: "I still need to be in seclusion for a few years, so it is inconvenient to show up. Xiaoshan, if you have nothing to do, you can go on behalf of my uncle."
After saying this, she handed it off casually, and the invitation floated back to Wushan's hand.
Wu Shan straightened up and said seriously: "My nephew, I obey."
Then he asked doubtfully: "May I ask my uncle, what can I give my nephew?"
Our Lady of Wudang said: "His realm is too low, and he cannot use the magic weapon given to him, and he is prone to do wrong things with good intentions.
Just take my warrant and go to the outer warehouse to get some low-level materials, magic weapons, and techniques. "
The Holy Mother actually thinks of this boy? !
Wushan became curious and said again:
"Master uncle, how should my nephew treat this son? Who is his elder? Is it related to our Jiejiao?"
Our Lady of Wudang pondered for a while and sighed:
"His elder is the fallen old Demon King. After becoming a god to measure calamity and causing great changes in the world, he turned to lead the Demon Clan.
Thanks to his help, my uncle had the opportunity to lead you to escape here, and we have this formation.
As for his juniors, just treat them as equals. "
Wu Shan was shocked. Seeing that boy's young age and low level of cultivation, he didn't expect that he was actually the descendant of the old demon emperor!
He is also a demon clan, so after all, he and he are still a family.
Our Lady of Wudang slowly closed her eyes and said, "You can take whatever you want from the outer treasury, go ahead."
Wushan didn't dare to disturb him anymore and hurriedly bowed and said goodbye.
After leaving the inner hall, he walked toward the outer treasury, but he was filled with thoughts along the way.
Even if this old demon king is reincarnated and re-cultivates, and enters the demonic path again, he will at least be in the realm of quasi-sage now, right?
oops!
There was nothing wrong with my attitude towards that boy just now.
Yes, I was still smiling at that boy.
He is originally from the demon clan. Although the demon court has long since declined, the old demon emperor is kind to his master uncle and Jie Jiao. As a junior of the old demon emperor, that kid has an incredible status.
I want to have a good chat with him tomorrow and get acquainted.
As he was walking, a voice came from the side hall next to him:
"Xiao Wuzi, what are you thinking about? You pass by my door and you don't know how to say hello?"
Wushan stretched out his body and opened the door of the side hall with a smile on his face.
Sitting in the side hall was an old man wearing a green Taoist robe, with white eyebrows and white beard, playing with a golden hoop in his hand.
This person is Ma Sui, the Golden Hoop Immortal who is one of the Seven Immortals.
Wu Shan smiled and clasped his fists in salute: "Xiao Wuzi, I have met Uncle Ma."
Ma Sui laughed loudly: "Without any courtesy, I saw that you were out of your mind after you came out of Fourth Senior Sister's inner hall. What happened?"
Wu Shan took out the invitation and said, "My uncle asked me to go to the banquet on my behalf. I'm just thinking about what gift to give!"
"Oh? Is there anyone who can hire Fourth Senior Sister now? Who is it?"
Wushan handed over the invitation: "It's a junior from my uncle's old family."
Ma Sui glanced at the invitation as if he were there, raised his head and said, "Your uncle's old friend? Who is it? I think I know him too!"
Wu Shan smiled and said: "Uncle said that person is the old Demon Emperor, and he has helped us before!"
"Old Demon King!? That big devil!? Oops..."
Ma Sui was so shocked when he heard this that his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he quickly closed the invitation.
This invitation was like a hot potato. He hurriedly threw the invitation to Wu Shan, waved his hand and said:
"Okay, I understand, go ahead, let's go! Let's go!"
After speaking, he wiped his hands on his robe, as if there was something unclean on the invitation.
Then he added: "Don't mention this old demon emperor outside, you may easily cause trouble, you know?"
Wushan responded and was driven out of the palace.
He had a look of surprise on his face, he had never seen his uncle like this before.
what happened to him?
Wushan shook his head and continued walking towards Waiku.
Since you can't give high-level magic weapons, you can just give more low-level ones.
