There was silence in the palace.
On the high platform, the fairy clouds are soaked in five colors, and there are bursts of auspicious clouds and mist.
Bai Ze looked out of the palace gate, with a puzzled look on his face, and bowed to Fang Longye, who then left with the Jiao Demon King.
He turned to look at his side and said with a smile: "It seems that, old friend, you, this junior, are really interesting!"
"With such a great blessing, if he can't catch the eye of an old guy like you, then his life has been in vain."
A heroic middle-aged man, wearing a battle armor, sat on another cloud couch and said coldly. But the smile in his eyes and mouth betrayed his true emotions.
It was obvious that he had been present all the time before and did not deliberately hide anything, but neither the Demon King nor Fang Longye was aware of his presence.
I saw him walking around with flying dragons and phoenixes, with piles of green lines and a eloquent look.
Under the body is a sheet of water and light, with layers of circles, and the Tao patterns inside are made of nature, like magatama, like Tai Chi, and derived from the hexagrams, as vast as the starry sky.
The semi-fan-shaped halo shines down from behind itself, showing the sun, moon, stars, and mountains hiding clouds.
Cool light filled everything.
Sometimes it is hidden and then it appears, sometimes it is cloudy and then it is clear.
In the mountain scenery, there is a god spraying rain and changing the sky. It looks like a human body with a dragon head, bird claws, and feathers on its arms. It goes in and out with violent storms.
Bai Ze shook his head and laughed: "You say I am an old guy, don't you Ji Meng think you are not?"
"The Book of Mountains and Seas: The Eight Classics of the Middle Ages" says: "Guangshan has many greens on it and many trees below. It is covered by divine plans. It looks like a human body with the head of a dragon. It always swims in Zhangyuan. There will be storms and storms when going in and out. ." He is the god of rain, also known as the rain master.
The heroic middle-aged man sitting with Bai Ze is surprisingly the famous demon god from ancient times - Ji Meng~
"Stop holding it, just have fun when you should. This time you Dragon Clan got a big deal." Bai Ze rubbed the jade Ruyi in his hand and said angrily.
"Dragon clan?"
Ji Meng stood up and came to the left side of the high platform, near a spiritual pond below.
I saw a mountain of stacked rocks below, with three to five feet of water rising out of it, and a patch of jade, which was rugged and rugged.
The lotus leaves are slim and graceful, and the shadows are everywhere. The flowers are blooming and clustered on them. When the wind blows, the fragrance falls and falls into the waves.
Gurgling gurgling——
The fish covered with silver scales smelled the fragrance of lotus and jumped out of the water. They jumped three feet high, more than a thousand. You rose and I fell, making countless splashes.
It looks very lively.
"Old friend, after all, I have sacrificed my life for the demon clan, and I have perfected the "Sky Demon Slaying God Technique". What do we call our dragon clan? I am also a member of the demon gods."
"Think of me making a mistake, old friend, don't blame me." Bai Ze waved his hand.
In fact, he knew very well that although this old friend was still among the demon gods, he did not have a deep relationship with the demon clan.
As soon as I came to practice the secret method of "Tian Yao Slaying God" and rebelled against Xiantian, I belonged to the dragon clan. Secondly, the Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa who he followed had a very bad impression of the later stage of the Monster Clan.
Especially after this good friend's eldest boss, Xihuang, detached himself, leaving only the human race incarnation as Fuxi, the relationship with the monster race became even weaker.
"Old friend, you came here in person this time. You are not disappointed, right?"
"Haha!" Ji Meng nodded and burst into laughter, showing his pleasure.
"This time there is a chance that someone from the dragon clan will emerge who can truly resist the tripod!" Ji Meng held up the high crown on his head with a smile on his face.
"Yes! These juniors——"
"It's a pity that Yushu was born in another family's courtyard. It makes people sigh~" Bai Ze thought about the situation of the demon clan, shook his head and sighed.
When Ji Meng heard this, his expression changed and he said, "Old friend, you must not have any evil intentions!"
"I can tell you, the guidance you gave in the last paragraph just now is already the limit."
"Moreover, don't tell me that you old guys are thinking wrongly. Even the old demon master and us dragon clan old guys will never give in again."
"Look, just now he said that he is also a demon god! Now he is one of our dragon clan." Bai Ze shook his head and laughed.
He stood up and came to Ji Meng's side, looking at the pool. The waves were deep and the scales were shining brightly. He then said: "Relax, it's just a temporary emotion. Don't think too much."
Bai Ze looked at the lotus pond, and he understood why his old friend was so nervous.
Every family has its cupboard.
The Dragon Clan seems to be blooming with flowers and a beautiful scenery now. It's like the human race is first and the dragon race is second.
In fact, I dare not say that everything is in danger, but it is by no means safe and sound.
There are still big flaws.
The biggest flaw, as this old friend Ji Meng said before, is that the Dragon Clan lacks the existence to truly carry the cauldron.
It seems that there are three big figures in the dragon clan: Qinglong, Zhulong, and Yinglong.
But in reality?
Qinglong, as a four-pole spiritual master, has always been reclusive, devoted to the Tao, and doesn't care about the life and death of the dragon clan.
As an ancient existence that has appeared since the beginning of the world, Zhulong behaves basically the same as Qinglong.
It was during the age of the Lich that an incarnation of the ancestral witch was created—Zhu Jiuyin. In addition, he has been cultivating in the long river of time and space.
Yinglong, because he became enlightened relatively late and acted frequently, is currently the well-deserved leader of the Dragon Clan.
The key is that Yinglong's Taoist companion is the human race's Xuanyuan Huangdi. As the saying goes, a married daughter throws away water.
It is unrealistic to really expect that Ying Long, the divine goddess who became the Taoist companion of the human race Yellow Emperor, would always be biased towards the dragon race.
In fact, the human race has long criticized her. Because of her presence, the Dragon Clan has made too many profits from the Human Clan over the years.
For the human race, the dragon race has long been invincible.
Before Yinglong, no matter how much the seniors like Ren Jimeng and others of the Dragon Clan who had joined various forces struggled, the momentum of the Dragon Clan was just like that. It was not a slump, but it was not a peak either.
After Ying Long, the Dragon Clan's momentum was like a raging fire cooking oil, growing hundreds or even thousands of times.
From the perspective of the higher-ups of the human race, this was all caused by Yinglong, the Xuanyuan Heavenly Concubine, turning her elbows outward.
The criticism he has endured is not small.
If possible, Empress Ying Long would naturally be willing to step aside and give way to Xian.
Naturally, Ji Meng, an old guy who lives in the demon clan and has a deep heart for the dragon, is so concerned about a candidate who is destined to be the future head of the dragon clan.
"Don't blame me, old friend! It's really a matter of great importance. I can't help but be nervous." Seeing Bai Ze's vow, Ji Meng breathed a sigh of relief and apologized with an apologetic look on his face.
"It doesn't have to be like this, it's human nature." Bai Ze waved his hands, but he couldn't stop complaining in his heart.
It’s not just that you, the Dragon Clan, have unsatisfied desires, including Ying Long, the head of the family, you all hope that a new leader will take over, get rid of the shackles of the human race, and let your hands and feet go free.
…
Two great masters of the demon clan who have existed for a long time were reminiscing about the past together.
Fang Long had already left the palace with Demon King Jiao, and was swinging the green leaf boat above the sea of clouds, touring the scenery of this world.
Since leaving the palace, Fang Longye has been thinking about the last words of the senior Bai Ze.
There seems to be a clear understanding in my mind, but my thoughts are a bit messy. For a while, I can't put them together.
The sea of clouds is vast and boundless.
He allowed Demon King Jiao to control the Qingye Dharma Boat and take him around this world.
Witnessed many strange and beautiful places.
Suddenly he looked at the Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand, his eyes flickering.
"Magic weapon, witch clan, turbid energy?"
Fang Longye's eyes were fixed on the Coiling Dragon Spear, but his mind had already wandered to unknown places.
I can see that the appearance of the Coiling Dragon Spear has not changed much. It still has a silver-white barrel and a sharp blade. Apart from the fact that the gilded dragon pattern on the entire body has become more and more distinct, it is almost unchanged from before.
However, there is a layer of divine light from the spear on top of the gun blade in the shape of a ring-shaped blade.
Frosty white in color, fine and dense, and extremely sharp.
With a slight stroke, the gun blade did not destroy the space under control, but cut a long and narrow crack in the sea of clouds.
No matter how the clouds on both sides surge, there is no sign that they may merge together.
This is because the gun blade cuts the tiniest particles in half. At the same time, there is a strong legacy of Taoism.
Even if no one removes it, this trace can last for thousands of years.
After seeing it from the side, the Jiao Demon King's eyes lit up and he praised: "What a weapon! In terms of power alone, it is already comparable to high-grade spiritual treasures!"
"Those are just some weaker high-grade spiritual treasures. If they are really high-grade perfect attack spiritual treasures, they will never be matched."
Fang Longye himself has a fully refined Taixian Sword, so he can naturally feel the difference between the two.
Immediately, he did not dwell on this issue and just asked a question to verify his previous thoughts.
"Brother Dao is many years older than me. Do you know the biggest difference between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan?"
"The biggest difference?" After hearing this, Demon King Jiao was stunned and muttered to himself.
"Yes, the biggest difference." Fang Longye confirmed.
"The biggest difference is that the Witch Clan does not cultivate the soul, but cultivates the physical will~" The Demon King thought for a while and started talking.
"Fellow Taoists must know that the cultivation method of the 'Human Immortal Way' only cultivates the flesh shell and does not cultivate the soul. This path is said to come from the Witch Clan, just like the way of forging divine weapons."
"Is the reason because, as the rumors say, the Wu clan was contaminated with turbid energy when they were first born, and their souls were weak?"
"I don't know this, but I know that the Witch Clan is best at using turbid energy to refine the body, which is completely different from other creatures." The Demon King responded.
"I understand! Thank you fellow Taoist!" Fang Longye was overjoyed when he heard this. This can be regarded as confirming the meaning of what Bai Ze said earlier.
He apologized to the Jiao Demon King and walked on the Qingye Dharma Boat, feeling excited.
Yes!
He should have thought of it earlier.
It was really because I was distracted for a moment and didn't think clearly.
Two is born, two is born three, and three is born all things.
He had previously understood what Patriarch Yinglong was pursuing, which was to become the ancestor of dragons, phoenixes and unicorns, and indirectly become the ancestor of all things.
And Bai Ze, the ancestor, quoted the words of the demon master, saying that everything is governed by Yin and Yang.
If dragon, phoenix and unicorn, as the first generation of human protagonists, can be called the "three", then the two races of lich and witch are the "two", and the human race is the "one".
The demon clan and the witch clan happen to be one in the sky and one on the earth. They are not only representatives of the pure and turbid Tao, but also the embodiment of the Yin and Yang Tao.
What would be his achievement if he followed the example of Ancestor Yinglong and smelted the bloodline of the two lich and witch clans on the path of bloodline rebellion against his innate nature?
No matter what, it should not be weaker than Patriarch Yinglong’s choice!
Of course, how to do this needs to be carefully considered.
But at least there is one more choice, so I am happy.
After coming back to his senses, he apologized again to the Jiao Demon King: "I have left you out in the cold, Taoist brother. I have figured out the key to practice."
"It doesn't matter, cultivation is the most important thing." The Demon King waved his hand, not caring.
Fang Longye looked around and said with a smile: "I was summoned by the master of the palace and given a lot of blessings, but I forgot the real purpose of this trip. I don't know where to register to become the master of the demon workshop?"
The Jiao Demon King sat on the side of the table, took a sip of the fairy brew, and said with a smile: "For confirmation from the master of the demon workshop, just take a photo outside to register."
"Brother Taoist, you can have a good time in this world and witness the different humanities and features of Luzhou in Beiju."
Fang Longye shook his head: "After receiving some guidance from the Palace Master, I gained some insights into my practice. To be honest, I have no intention of playing around anymore."
"Okay then!" Seeing this, Demon King Jiao immediately activated the Qingye Dharma Boat and headed in one direction.
At the same time, he did not forget to explain that the ways in and out of this world are different.
When you came in before, you had to pass through the sea of stars. When you went out, you only needed to reach a teleportation point to open a portal directly to the fairy mountain treasure land outside.
Fang Longye looked at the vast land below. Of course, he also wanted to feel the humanities and features of this world more closely.
It's a pity that if you think about it with your toes, you can know how much the hidden demon clan in this pure demon world would hate to see this dragon clan of its own.
Now that he is just a little dragon who is not worthy of becoming a golden immortal, he still doesn't want to be beaten.
Just as he was thinking about it, a bird chirped. It was a strange sound, clearer than a crane's chirping, more proud than a phoenix's cry, and more domineering than a dragon's cry.
Coming in great force.
Fang Longye frowned, feeling a trace of disgust coming from his blood.
As for Qingli beside him, he even let out a soft moan, his feet went weak and he could hardly stand.
There is a gurgling sound in the blood in the body, which makes me feel particularly anxious. The whole person felt as if he was facing a disaster.
"hold head high--"
Before the Jiao Demon King could take action, Fang Longye immediately let out a dragon roar, drowning out the cry of the unknown feathered creature.
Before the dragon's roar stopped, a brilliant light emerged.
At the beginning, it was just a little bright. After half a breath, it showed its true form.
It is a giant roc with a divine steed. It has a bird's head with golden wings and red eyes. Its wings are spread out and cover all sides. Its long tail rises into the air, covering all the surrounding areas.
It flew away and came to the top of Qingye Dharma Boat.
He turned around and transformed into a young man wearing golden armor and a splendid cloak.
His eyebrows are as bright as stars and his face is cold and handsome.
"Are you the little loach who formed a bond with Father God?"
The young man stood on the Qingye Dharma Boat, looked down at Fang Longye, and said arrogantly.
The whole person's head was held high, and an image of a arrogant, arrogant and unreasonable second generation emerged before his eyes.
After saying this, he was not being unreasonable, and directly bullied him forward, changing his palms into claws, and attacked Fang Longye's vitals.
Layers of sparkling water, hexagram images arise and die.
There is a sharpness that is ready to come out.
"Junior brother! Don't be rude~" Demon King Jiao shouted.
"Okay!" Fang Longye stopped the Jiao Demon King and laughed loudly. Without using his weapon or spirit treasure, he pulled out his body and jumped in front of him.
He squeezed his fist into a seal, held the world in his hands, and blasted out with unparalleled strength.
The fist seal is like the blue sky, vast, majestic and far away. Once the fist seal is turned over, it collapses instantly, covering the four poles and filling up and down.
It's like the God of Heaven is angry, causing the celestial phenomena to change.
boom--
Brilliant and brilliant!
Cover all~
The spiritual energy was chaotic and the Tao was gone. The Jiao Demon King and Qingli were unable to see their figures for a while.
A claw and a punch are like the collision between the power of tearing the sky and the power of the sky, shaking the world.
When everything cleared up, the result of Fang Longye's fight with him appeared in front of Jiao Demon King and Qingli.
I saw that the young man transformed into a big roc had already shown his true form.
The wings of the sky spread out, and a halo-like wheel of light burst out from the feathers, reflecting into the surrounding area. It was filled with a kind of red gold, dyeing the void and giving off light.
The golden feathers stood upright, crystal clear, and twined with light.
However, his posture did not match the majesty of his appearance at all. Instead, Qingli couldn't help but chuckle despite his majesty.
I saw this big roc flopping upside down above the sea of clouds.
The roc's head sank downwards into the clouds, flapping its wings like a wild pheasant and struggling.
Fang Longye stepped on it, suppressing all its strength, and kept kicking its butt.
"I told you to show off, to be arrogant, to carry out sneak attacks. Do you accept it?"
"Well, are you convinced?"
"Are you convinced?"
…
This Dapeng was quite tough. No matter how humiliated Fang Longye was, he never said a word and refused to give in at all.
From his words and the scolding from the Dragon Demon King, Fang Longye, who knew his identity, could not take it too seriously.
Facing this smelly and hard birdman who was like a stone in a latrine, he was at his wits end for a while.
Fortunately, the Demon King and a figure who arrived from afar gave him a step forward.
"Fellow Taoist, calm down and give me some face! Just spare my little junior brother!"
It is implicit and self-explanatory.
"Lord Long, calm down and let Brother Huntian go! Meng Huai is willing to replace him with his own body~"
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