The golden wind and jade dew blow, and the peaks and ridges are like buns.
Cranes chirp under the pine trees, insects chirp in the grass, inspiration rises all over the ground, and the rustling sound echoes.
After twists and turns, they kept moving along the mountain corridors, passing many pavilions and pavilions, and finally Liu Xiang led everyone to a palace.
There are three or five strange trees in front of the steps, providing shade and green color.
The light of smoke passes through the treetops and folds into the door. Frost patterns are like this, and the sky is filled with purple and green.
Around the door, there are heavy smoke and clouds, and the light is blurry, like looking at flowers in the mist.
Zhou Zai is still similar to the use and folding of space. Although Fang Longye can also do it, he cannot do it so complicated.
Liu Xiang's face was gloomy, with circles of light swaying behind him, a pale green color, and he forced a smile and said, "We're here!"
"Tianshu Hall."
Fang Longye turned his eyes and looked at the demonic inscriptions on the palace plaque.
No one?
Looking at the deserted palace, Fang Longye pondered secretly.
"This is a place specially used for registration. It is said to be the core place, but except for those who are new to the Demon Master's Mansion, there is almost no need to come here again."
After all, they had been hanging out in the Demon Master's Mansion for a long time. Seeing Fang Longye's expression, the Jiao Demon King immediately understood what he was thinking and explained to him.
"Wait, someone will come out to receive you."
Liu Xiang stood in front of the palace door, his clothes were windy. He took a deep look at Fang Longye and said in a cold voice.
Immediately, he forced a smile to Demon King Jiao and Demon King Peng, and said, "Your Highnesses, I will retreat first."
After saying that, he turned around and walked down the steps. When he left the palace, the water shone under his feet and the sound of waves quickly disappeared.
As soon as Liu Xiang left, the palace door slowly opened, and a female demon fairy walked out.
He has a heroic appearance, his hair is tied up in a bun, and he wears indigo armor, which is simple and small. He has boots on his feet and a sword on his waist with flying sword spikes.
A little cinnabar on the woman's forehead is like a third eye, surrounded by brilliant lights.
She has no demonic characteristics at all. If it weren't for Zhou Za's majestic demonic aura, she would look like a fairy from heaven.
"I wonder who is coming. It turns out that it is two His Highnesses who are here with their friends! What? Are you trying to attract people to join the Demon Master's Mansion again?"
The second half of the sentence was obviously addressed to Demon King Peng.
"Sister Mingxi, this is my friend Yuan Longjun. Please take care of me!" Demon King Peng felt Fang Longye's eyes, and his face was immediately filled with a smile.
The female demon fairy stared at him for a long time with a half-smile.
He chuckled: "Haha~ Your Highness, you don't think that I really don't understand your ugliness, do you?"
She weighed a picture stone in her hand and said with a smile: "I have been teasing others all day long, but today I saw a good show~"
Demon King Peng's face suddenly turned dark, but he had nowhere to vent.
After teasing him, the female demon fairy named Ming Xi put away the photo stone, nodded to Fang Longye, and said: "I have heard of Yuan Longjun's name for a long time, and today I saw that it is indeed well-deserved. "
"Don't dare to take it~"
"Come with me! The palace master has been waiting for a long time."
"Good work!"
After crossing the portal, the palace was empty and almost deserted.
However, I saw a few fairies along the way, who were obviously similar to those in charge.
Not busy, just like taking a leisurely stroll.
Mingxi walked in front, her bun swaying, her indigo armor was small and exquisite, embroidered with very wonderful patterns, and her knee-high boots made a crisp sound when she stepped on the glazed ground.
She held the sword at her waist and stood upright, like a dancing crane.
There is a kind of perseverance and courage between the brows, and he is very heroic. The aura around him is as if he has come down from the war, full of the tempered flavor of iron and fire.
Not only the Mingxi in front of me, but also the several fairies I met on the road clearly held positions equivalent to civil servants based on the affairs at hand.
But there is still a cold aura naturally permeating his body, which is particularly tough.
This is normal. This is the base camp of the demon clan - the Demon Master's Mansion. There is no simple person who can come here.
Climbing up the stairs, we arrived at the third floor of the palace.
Mingxi motioned for everyone to enter and then quietly retreated.
The hall is small and ordinary.
There is almost nothing magical about it.
Even the Master of Tianshu Palace, who was sitting in front of a table, was nothing but an old man with white beard and rosacea.
Feeling his breath is like an ordinary person.
"I've met the palace master."
Fang Longye saluted respectfully.
Fang Longye, who was familiar with all kinds of storybooks in his previous life, knew that the more a person behaves like this, the more he is a big shot pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
"Oh, no courtesy. Mr. Yuanlong is just a brat, isn't he?" The old man didn't even look at Jiao Demon King and Peng Demon King, but just looked at Fang Longye.
Fang Longye felt his gaze penetrate everything, and he saw everything about himself.
The old man with rosacea scratched his messy hair and said to himself: "What are you applying for? Oh, yes, the master of the demon workshop."
He raised his hand, and divine light fell from the dome, revealing an exquisite bookshelf, less than two feet high, engraved with various strange patterns.
The spaces are carved into the shapes of different birds and animals, and there are many animal skin books placed inside, which are constantly shining with brilliance.
"Lord of the Demon Shop? This is it!" The old man stretched out his hand and an animal skin book flew out and landed in the void between the two of them.
It is a small animal skin book, but it seems to be overwhelming like a mountain, suppressing everything.
Vast and majestic.
Zhou Zarui's aura is dense, purple and green are covered, faintly, billions of runes are rising, countless demonic seals are flying, and various figures are flashing.
One look at it and you can tell it contains incredible power.
Fang Longye hesitated immediately.
It was so cool, he really didn't know if there was any conspiracy behind it.
As if aware of his thoughts, the old man with rosacea rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "There is really a problem here. You are standing in front of me, can you still stop me?"
Fang Longye smiled awkwardly.
"If you are willing to take up the post, please take out the building order."
Fang Longye looked at his luck and calculated the fortune and misfortune without giving any warning.
He immediately took out the bronze-colored token.
The old man nodded and cast a ray of light. The token in Fang Longye's hand shone brightly, attracting a wisp of his energy.
Various lines are paved and formed into various strange patterns. Finally, his image appeared on the blank front, and three demonic characters were generated on the lower right side.
"Master Yuanlong."
Then, his image and the name of the monster emitted light, forming a shadow. He gently shook it and threw it into the animal skin book.
After that, the animal skin book swayed and returned to the bookcase.
A small whimpering sound came, like the melodious sound of a flute, and the bookcase disappeared immediately with a faint fairy light.
"call--"
Fang Longye breathed out a breath. No warning came from heaven or earth to dispel his suspicions.
There is indeed no calculation here. Only by staying here and retaining a trace of energy can he get the benefits that the master of the demon workshop can enjoy.
"Three free opportunities to redeem Taoist scriptures and magical powers."
"Permission to read all kinds of secrets and information."
"You can exchange for ten treasures at half price every thousand years."
at last,
"You can apply for a Golden Immortal to stay in the demon house and provide you with complete protection."
Fang Longye's eyes flickered, the last one was probably specially set up for him!
The white-haired old demon with rosacea yawned and said lazily: "Ordinary demon masters do not receive such treatment as you."
"Except that the first one is the same as yours, the second one requires a fee, the third one has the quantity of treasures halved, and the fourth one is the same as the second one, it requires sacrifice."
Fang Longye bowed and said nothing.
There are some things that you know very well.
He naturally kept this kindness in his heart.
The old man with rosacea waved his hand and flicked his sleeves, sweeping everyone out of the hall and landing them in their original positions.
If it weren't for the token that had changed its appearance in his hand, Fang Longye would have thought it was just an illusion.
"Fellow Taoist, do you need a place to stay to sort out what you have acquired?" Demon King Jiao said with a smile.
"Then I'll bother you, Brother Dao." Fang Longye smiled casually. After all, it is still a long time, and I have little experience.
…
The third floor of Tianshu Hall.
The appearance has long since changed, it is no longer cramped and empty as before.
The old man with rosacea just now was dressed in black, standing on a high platform, with the eternal starry sky above his head, and the stars were floating and falling.
Some shine brightly, scorching their beauty, and some disappear without a trace.
Just like the fate of the demon clan since its establishment, it has been ups and downs.
"I hope you won't let down the sacrifices made by our demon tribe to you!"
"The demon clan will always have a place for you~"
The Monster Clan comes in large numbers and needs hardcore members, but they also always welcome half-hearted people to stop by.
…
Chapter 2 today~
