Ji Wushuang frowned and said:
"The Heavenly Court is the Heavenly Court. By the way, it is the Ancient Demon Court back then! Have you heard about it?"
"Ancient Demon Court?" Wu Shan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the origins of Ji Wushuang and his predecessor, and naturally it was the senior who told Ji Wushuang.
He frowned and said: "The Demon Court has been shattered and scattered throughout the wilderness.
Look, the Lingxiao Immortal City under our feet was built from the fragments that fell from the Heavenly Court!
Didn't your seniors tell you?
The Demon Court is long gone! "
Ji Wushuang's eyes widened, unable to understand.
What's happening here?
Is there no heaven after becoming a god?
What kind of god is that? !
He didn't care about anything else and quickly said: "Who destroyed the Demon Court!"
Wu Shan raised his head, looked at him and said:
"Isn't it your senior? He didn't tell you this?"
Ji Wushuang was stupid!
At this moment, his mind was simply a mess!
Now...what the hell is this...what era is it? !
This is completely inconsistent with the prehistoric world that I know!
Ji Wushuang felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to die.
Judging from Wu Shan's words, he knew who the black-robed demonic cultivator was.
But how can I ask for information about my seniors?
No matter what, if I don't ask this matter clearly, I will have no clue.
He frowned and asked:
"Brother Wu, my seniors have indeed never mentioned this to my younger brother.
Moreover, for some unknown reason, his identity has not been revealed to my younger brother. I wonder if you can tell me a little bit. "
"Oh? Hiding it from you?" Wushan said with a smile, "Maybe your seniors didn't tell you because they were afraid that you would be proud and complacent.
His reputation as an old man is very well-known. In this ancient world, he is better than my Holy Mother!
From now on, you can walk sideways when you leave this formation. No one dares to mess with you! "
Ji Wushuang grinned and said, "I'm afraid that he has a great reputation and many enemies!"
That day, when the black-robed demonic cultivator was talking to Our Lady of Wudang, he mentioned the suppression of Jade Cauldron Mountain, as well as Patriarch Kunpeng and Patriarch Styx.
These big guys can suppress an entire world with one hand.
If he really goes out in the name of a descendant of the black-robed demon cultivator, he might be sent back to Blue Star in an instant before he sees the person clearly.
When Wu Shan heard this, he immediately understood what Ji Wushuang meant, nodded quickly and said:
"Indeed, you'd better keep a low profile when you go out. Those quasi-sage bosses are not easy to mess with."
Ji Wushuang frowned and asked, "Who is this old man?"
"He is the old demon from back then..." Wushan suddenly paused at this point!
Yesterday, Master Uncle Ma Sui said that he should not mention the old Demon King outside to avoid causing trouble.
Thinking about his old man's reaction in the end, which was like being possessed by someone and was afraid to avoid it, Wu Shan suddenly understood something!
Since the old demon emperor didn't tell Ji Wushuang who he was, how could he take over as his proxy?
Wushan thought for a moment, looked directly at him and said seriously:
"Your senior is probably at the saint level now, so how dare I, a little demon, call him by his name.
In my opinion, it’s for your own good that he doesn’t tell you his origins. When you are promoted to Daluo in the future and have the ability to protect yourself, just ask him in person! "
Holy shit!
Ji Wushuang was so sad that she almost wanted to vomit blood!
Wu Shan was fine just now and always answered all questions. Why is he now the Riddler?
Is there anything to hide? ?
Old demon?
Old witch?
The black-robed demon cultivator is obviously a man.
Old monster?
There are so many monsters, where can I find them?
Seeing Wushan's expression and tone, Ji Wushuang knew that asking about the origins of the black-robed demon cultivator would not lead to anything. He thought for a while and decided to stabilize Wushan first and inquire later!
Just at this moment, Cao Se walked in. She bowed to the big guys, walked up to Ji Wushuang with a smile, and handed a shiny storage ring to him.
Ji Wushuang pointed to the table of women next to her and said, "You, Sister Mingxue, and Shiliu will entertain the ladies!"
Cao Se nodded and went to the next table.
Li Zhongmin and the other bosses were a little jealous when they looked at the storage ring in Ji Wu's hands.
This is naturally a congratulatory gift from everyone!
The most attractive among them are the various treasures given by Wu Shan!
Ji Wushuang's consciousness swept away, and he already had a direction in mind to explore.
He casually took out two balls and placed them on the table.
These two glazed balls are about the size of two fists in diameter, showing a clear and transparent texture.
The round ball on the left has a bright fiery red color flowing on its surface, as if it is wrapped in a hidden flame. You can see that the inside of the ball is filled with intense flames, and in the center of the flame is a small phoenix bird. It's like being sealed in a transparent glass prison, constantly tossing and jumping up and down, giving people a wild and enthusiastic feeling.
The glazed ball with the power of thunder on the right showed a deep blue color, like the late night sky, with traces of electric light flashing in it, as if there were thousands of hidden thunders ready to move. There seems to be a small thunderstorm center inside the ball, and the center is constantly flashing with weak electric light, giving people an untouchable sense of majesty. This is a ball of pure thunder power
The ardor of fiery red and the majesty of deep blue made the monks present feel a deep sense of awe and yearning.
Ji Wushuang smiled lightly and said: "Brother Wu, let me ask what we young monks are most concerned about!
What are these two spheres containing huge power used for? "
Wu Shan had already taken the other bird leg into his hand, and glanced at the two spheres lightly:
"Oh, this is the power of Ming Yu. How do you put it? I've never come into contact with it!"
He turned his head and said angrily: "Um...Xiao Deng, tell me! What's going on with the power of Ming Yu!"
At the third table, the tall and thin one among the four captains of the guards who were all full of food stood up and said:
"Okay, black guy.
This can only be controlled during the Tribulation Period, there is nothing to say.
Just like being able to use magical powers in the Nascent Soul stage, it is a small means in their small realm. "
Wu Shan tore a mouthful of meat and chewed it while saying to Ji Wushuang: "I saw that you are a thunder and fire stream, so I gave you the best source of Phoenix and Mie Meng.
You can use it directly when you advance to the Tribulation Stage! "
Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up and he said: "I know, thank you so much, Brother Wu! You are so thoughtful!"
He happily put away the two orbs of the original power, and then said: "Brother Wu, since more than three thousand years have passed since the time of the God's Tribulation, I guess you have already been promoted to Taiyi Golden Immortal!"
Wu Shan said with a surprised look on his face: "What kind of cake is your senior drawing for you? I have been practicing Taoism for more than three thousand years, and I just want to be promoted to Taiyi? It's early!"
"Ah? Is Taiyi Golden Immortal so difficult?"
Wu Shan swallowed the last piece of meat in a hurry and said angrily: "Your brother, I don't lack anything. I wasted all these years and just stepped into the Golden Immortal Realm more than a hundred years ago!
This makes all the good brothers envious and jealous! Do you think that everyone is as blessed as your predecessors?
Don’t underestimate Jinxian!
I thought that with my cultivation level, I could be considered a famous person in this world! "
Ji Wushuang frowned, this prehistoric period was really different from the previous one!
In the ancient times in my memory, Jinxian was no better than a dog, Taiyi walked everywhere, Daluo was a master, and only a saint could shake three times.
Listening to what Wushan said, I still don’t understand!
