Gan'er stared at his father who was entering the painful memories; could he not remember the mighty and domineering he once had? On the contrary, what appeared before him was a gentle and kind face. This was suddenly a heavy blow to the Demon King. As the son of Demon Gan, he can only listen to fragmentary remarks and understand a thing or two.
The Demon King saw with his own eyes that his son had his demonic soul taken away from his body, and his vitality was shattered, but he was unable to do anything about it; how unbearable this was! What's more, the disaster and bloody pursuit lead to panic and endless escape. How embarrassing must it be? Do these demon livers know? It is undoubtedly a bloody shame and huge insult in my heart!
Demon Gan bit his lip with his teeth and it bled, but he had no way of knowing that this happened to him who was just born and didn't seem to feel that he was alive. If the Demon King were not for the safety of all the people on the mainland, he would probably choose to attack the stone with an egg; precisely because he cared about the people in his heart, he asked them to move from the mainland to the wild island as soon as possible, and finally chose...
From this we can see that this is the key to hiding my demonic veins. At this time, there was something vaguely surging in Mo Gan's body. He took off his brocade clothes and suddenly found irregular small bulges swimming in his skin. He pressed them with his hands in a panic and they disappeared: "Father King, is this something?”
"The demon soul can't swim around in the body, maybe it's the demon poison dragon? The demon soul was plundered, leaving a soulless body wandering around in the body."
"Can you take it out? It's horrible inside me!"
The devil was very frightened, his eyes fell on the old man's face, and asked: "What should I do?"
"As the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must be found to untie the bell; the person who released the poisonous dragon must be found!"
How difficult is this? The devil knew in his heart, who has such great ability now? "Aren't you the best in magic on the island? Isn't there some way to do it?"
The old man thought for a long time, then faced the little prince and said: "..."
The Demon King stared at Gan'er intently; he was seen sitting cross-legged on the high couch, with his eyes slightly closed and the corners of his mouth turned up, half smiling but not smiling, just like the poisonous dragon that was turning the river upside down. He was suppressing it with his breath, and no movement was seen for a long time. The Demon King couldn't suppress the panic in his heart and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Gan'er sat cross-legged on the high couch and fell asleep."
"Ah? Are you doing some exercises?"
"This method can only relieve the pain! Didn't you see his pale face? He only survived it after suffering tremendous suffering."
The Queen's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart; her son's pain was connected to every nerve of his biological mother, and every word and deed affected every strand of emotion, asking: "..."
"Son is important, and you are no exception! We must find a way to recover our son, and at the same time solve your longevity problem!"
"I'm fine; my son is like my life; if he's good, I'll be fine!"
The Demon King was unwilling to give in, stared at the old man and asked: "The longevity of the Demon Queen is of great importance, we must restore her longevity no matter what!"
"Although there is no magic weapon to restore longevity in the human world, the gods in the sky have this ability. If we can find a queen, won't the problem be solved?"
"It's easier said than done? Who can fly to the sky? Besides, among the thousands of immortals, who knows who has this magical ability?"
There was a bitter smile on the old man's face: "Even if we search on the wild island, we must find someone who can fly!"
"We moved from the land, so we can only barely protect ourselves, but...it's best to practice the method of flying to the sky. After all, it's better to ask for help from others than to ask for yourself!"
"The length of a person's lifespan has nothing to do with gods, but it is inseparable from the underworld. If we can find the person who manages the book of life and death and change the date, wouldn't it be enough?"
At this time, Mo Gan was not sleeping. He was thinking so hard that his head almost wanted to explode. Only then did he realize that he had to rely on his own strength to solve the problem! Otherwise, the poisonous dragon lurking under the skin will eat your flesh and blood bit by bit, leading your life to a path of no return. It can be seen that King Xia is scheming and only wants to eradicate the roots: "If I am gone, is there any hope for the Demon Island?"
"Now there are only two ways to go before us. One, kill the Demonic Poison Dragon in my son's body and let the eight extraordinary meridians show up; two, use the fastest speed to restore the Demon Queen's longevity."
Mo Gan suddenly opened his eyes and asked: "My eight extraordinary meridians can't come out. Is it because the subcortical demon poison dragon is compressing the nerves in the body?"
"..."
"Can I be a magician?"
The Demon King said with a "haha" smile: "The magician is by my side. As long as you concentrate on studying, you will definitely be able to do it!" His eyes moved to the old man's face and asked: "What do you think?"
"I know that the little prince wants to learn magic and drive out the poisonous dragon body from his body. This is a good thing; I will ask someone to teach you!"
"If I was the only one suffering, it would be okay even if I suffered a little bit; but my mother gave me a blood transfusion, drained my body, and shortened my life, which is really unacceptable!"
When the devil heard this, she felt so uncomfortable in her heart! He didn't want Gan'er to worry, so he said: "You can't control the loss of your life span; the key is to see the magician; if he can master the skills of the underworld and send his soul into the underworld..."
Through years of practice, the Demon King knows better than anyone else: "We need to train a large number of magicians; only by achieving the ability to reach heaven and earth can we become stronger. It will be convenient to solve all existing problems."
"Do you still want to regain the lost territory?" The Demon Queen saw the many problems left by the decline: "It still seems a bit far-fetched to achieve greatness again after a few decades!"
Only he knows the decadence in the devil's heart; how can the painful torture and the feeling of life being worse than death be seen from the appearance witnessed by others? If you want to change this situation, you have to endure hardships! "
"Father, what you mean is that you want me to be a useful magician?"
"Let's do this! Come with me tomorrow to worship our ancestors and see if we can make any new discoveries. We can only leave it to fate."
Being a magician has been Mo Gan's wish for many years; his father's words made Mo Gan a little happy.
"Don't get too excited, even my father doesn't know what's going to happen yet!"
"..."
"What? Do you still have conditions?"
"..."
The Demon King declared again: "Learning magic is a very hard job. Judging from your weak body, can you bear the hardship?"
"For the sake of my mother, and for the eight extraordinary meridians of my body; even if I go up the mountain of knives or go down into the sea of fire, I am willing to do so!"
"My son has such an ambition, and I am certainly proud of him as a father! Did you know that there are many people who swear often; their enthusiasm often only lasts a few days; being able to persevere is the key?"
"Yes, absolutely yes?"
An old man has a saying: "Whether we can persevere for a long time cannot be solved by a few empty promises, it also depends on actual actions!"
These words made Mo Gan ponder for a long time before he answered: "If it were an ordinary matter, I probably wouldn't be able to persist; but, this is related to the lives of my mother and myself! How unforgettable it is! No matter how big the difficulty is, I can survive it." !”
"Then, let me introduce an internal refining method to the little prince!"
"..."
The Demon King also felt strange: "The most well-known magic in the world is the fairy magic, and magic is the basis of the fairy magic. Is there any magic higher than the fairy magic?"
The old man smiled and said: "How big the world is, there are all kinds of wonders; the highest method of internal refining is the method of 'attacking the road and conquering the strong points'."
"This is the first time I've heard this term. What does it mean?"
"The method of attacking the road and overcoming the strong is the highest internal refining method for those who have problems in the body and cannot enter. The little prince's poisonous dragon attacks the heart, which will always be life-threatening. If you can use this method to break it, drive away the poisonous dragon. Come out... won't the eight extraordinary meridians be unobstructed?"
Mo Gan's heart went blank, his brain was empty, and he felt confused, so he asked, "I don't know anything; how do I practice?"
The Demon King understood: "Since it is the magician's advice, it means that he knows the method of internal refining to 'attack the road and overcome the strong'. Wouldn't it be enough to worship him as a teacher?"
The old man first declared: "I don't know how! We need to find another master to teach the little prince. The key depends on whether he is willing?"
"No matter what you do, you can't do it empty-handed; it's a matter of human face."
"If people are willing to teach, they won't care about your gifts! As the saying goes, 'Once a teacher, always a father.' Can you accept it in your heart?"
The Demon King hesitated: "Wouldn't it be better to let Gan'er recognize a stranger as his father?" Regarding this matter, he never thought about it.
The Demon Queen had a different view: "What's wrong with having Gan'er protected by one more person? How can we save our lives if we don't learn the method of "attacking roads and overcoming obstacles"?"
"There are a hundred people, all kinds of people! Do you know who that master is? If you consider a thief as your father, wouldn't you be leading a wolf like a wolf?"
"You don't have to take my life; don't you take Gan'er's life too?"
The Demon King thought deeply for a long time, then his eyes fell on Demon Er's face and asked: "Do you have any good ideas?"
The old man knew what he was thinking: "Let's do this! Let's first understand the situation and identify a highly respected Master of Attacking Lu Kejian, and then consider whether the little prince is willing to become a disciple."
The Demon King was not sure either: he looked at Gan'er and asked: "..."
"I don't care. The key is the longevity of the queen mother. I wonder if learning the method of 'attacking the road to overcome the strong points' can extend the life of the queen mother?"
The Demon King was most worried about this issue. He faced the Demon Er and asked: "..."
"I'm a layman on this; I have to find out for myself."
"Okay! You leave now!"
The old man nodded and disappeared without even taking a step.
Demon Gan met him for the first time and asked: "Father, he?"
"Our demon family has had profound magic for generations. This is innate. Although you don't have it yet, it doesn't mean that your body genes don't exist, but that you are controlled by the poisonous dragon in your body!"
Demon Gan stared at his immature body. There were traces of the Demonic Poison Dragon crawling out from under the skin. He hit him hard several times. Suddenly, a big lump bulged out on his belly, beating tremblingly and extending upward. , his face was deformed, he jumped on his head a few times, and then disappeared...
The Demon King and the Demon Queen were so shocked that their eyes almost bulged out. Mo Gan was even more stupid. He rolled his eyes, fell on the bed, and stopped moving.
"Gan'er...Gan'er! What's wrong with you?" The Queen shouted in a horrified voice.
The Demon King was still able to keep his composure, lifted Demon Gan up, and gave his young back a slap...
With this palm, the Demonic Poison Dragon in Gan'er's head was activated again, and jumped a few times from the cortex of the brain, moving forward and downward, bouncing all the way, and stopped at the heart; at the same time, Demon Gan's eyes He also opened his eyes; he held his stomach tightly with both hands and shouted: "Father, does my stomach hurt?"
The Demon King did not dare to speak, so he knelt in front of Gan'er and begged: "Demon Poison Dragon, please come out quickly! Stop torturing my son!"
The sound went out, and although the liver did not respond, it no longer hurt; the complexion gradually turned from pale to rosy.
The Demon Queen came over, hugged Gan'er tightly and cried for a while, and said: "Learn the method of 'attacking Lu Kejian'! This way you will suffer less!"
The devil's tears flowed into his body; the devil's liver was the only hope of the devil, and as long as he was good, he would do anything. Others will not understand this kind of pain.
At this time, there were only three people sleeping in the cave. The Demon King stretched out his broad arms and hugged the Demon Queen and Gan'er. He lowered his head and tears finally flowed out of his eyes and fell on them. He cried for the second time. sky.
…
With a "swish" sound, the old man appeared, showing an embarrassed expression, lowering his head and reporting: "Now, we have a clue."
Only then did the Demon King come back to his senses: "..."
"This is also a magician. He has dozens of disciples under his command, and he is proficient in the method of 'attacking roads and overcoming obstacles'. The only condition is that the little prince come to his house to study."
"What type of person do you belong to?"
"According to inquiries, this man is of high moral character and high prestige. He has no wives or concubines at home, and he devotes himself entirely to teaching his disciples."
"Is it true that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father?"
"No, this person doesn't stick to trivial matters; the disciples who studied from the cave are everywhere in the world, some hold high positions, some are proficient in the method of 'attacking roads and conquering strong points', and specialize in doing good things for others!"
The Demon King paced in front of the high couch for a long time and asked, "Where is the cave?"
"..."
The Demon Queen wiped away her tears, looked at the Demon King's face and said, "Go and take a look, won't you understand?"
Before leaving, Mo Gan was most worried about his mother. He knelt in front of her, kowtowed many times and said: After I leave, you must take good care of your body, and you will be fine when I come! "
The Demon Queen knelt down, hugged Gan'er tightly and cried loudly, saying: "Queen Mother, everything is fine. When you get there, it doesn't matter whether you learn or not. The key is to let Master drive the poisonous dragon out of your body; the problem will be solved."
The Demon King and the old man went out for a while and came back, taking the Demon Liver and flying into the sky; they passed by the sea and entered the mountains, about 4,500 meters above sea level. On the top of the snow-covered mountains, they landed at the entrance of a snow-capped cave. The two men guarding the cave were strong and tall; wearing thick winter coats, they asked: "..."
The devil came forward and said: "My son is here to learn from the immortal master. Please inform me."
The two gatekeepers, who were two and a half meters tall, looked up and down and found that there were more than a dozen load-bearers behind the three of them, and they understood. The two of them touched their heads, and one of them entered. In less than a meal, an old man over seventy years old came out of the cave. He had a long beard, his white hair was rolled into his crown, and he had a jade hairpin stuck in his head. Wearing a brocade coat with wide sleeves and a smile on his face, he asked: "..."
"My son has been admired for several months. Please accept it, old god! This small gift is not respectful!"
The old man lives in a high mountain, and his main source of external wealth comes from his disciples; they study at his house and are provided with food, drinks, and toiletries. Without these gifts, how can he support so many disciples? Of course, you're welcome. We brought everyone in, opened the boxes and inspected the goods in front of many disciples. There were jewelry, gold, and clothes, all of which were valuable.
So, why did the old man inspect the goods in front of his disciples? I want them to tell each other that there are no fees here, only gifts, which are higher than the fees. If you are not rich, you cannot come here to study.
The devil was about to leave, and of course he had something to say to the old man: "My son will teach you. There is a saying, 'Once a teacher, always a father, from now on, you will be his father. !”
"Hahaha!" the old man yelled, vaguely acquiescing.
The Demon King, the old man, and the servants they brought disappeared without even taking a step. The old man was extremely surprised, his eyes fell on Mo Gan's face and asked: "..."
"My father is the king of Demon Island!" Demon Gan wanted to say a lot, but he considered that there were some things he couldn't say, so he endured it.
The gifts were carried away and everything returned to normal.
"Hey - sit down!" the old man shouted for a while, and all the students sat in their seats. The old man pulled the devil liver to his side and said to all the students: "You have added a new student. Students, everyone must unite; old students are not allowed to bully new students, we study together, we are your brothers, just like at home."
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