Chapter 148: Banquet at the Dragon Palace

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at the same time.

Congratulatory sounds came from Moyun Peak and Moyun City.

"Congratulations to the great sage for successfully overcoming the tribulation!"

"Golden Shenshou and Tianqi!"

"Congratulations Jin Zhenjun!"

"..."

Humans and monsters live together in the city. Mortals, monks and monsters all have different names, but they all congratulate each other from the bottom of their hearts.

"I've met fellow Taoist Qingsong."

Clouds rose up under Zhou Yi's feet, and he cupped his hands and said: "I have been cultivating in recent years and have not been able to come to apologize. I would like to ask the demon king Haihan."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

The green pine demon king is no different from a human being, except for his skin, which is as green as jade: "The poor Taoist has a lazy temperament, and has never controlled the thorn ridge, allowing the smoky atmosphere below. The Taoist friends came and established the rules for the city, but it became clean. many."

"Fellow Taoist, please come into the house and have a chat."

Zhou Yi did not explore the sincerity or falsehood of what Qingsong said, but smiled and said: "It happens that the spirit wine brewed by Pindao is three hundred years old. Let's taste it together."

"Very good!"

The Qingsong Demon King lowered his head and said, "I'm not afraid of jokes from fellow Taoists. I have concealed my identity several times and come to Moyun City to drink heavily. I always go back very drunk."

Zhou Yi's mind moved slightly, and he understood that Qingsong Demon King was showing his goodwill, so he took advantage of the situation and asked.

"When Pindao and Yellow Ox were not demons, they were rescued and raised by the human race, so they built this city. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

"Before today, Bibotan was quite dissatisfied and often sent poor Taoists to supervise the situation."

Qingsong Demon King admitted very bachelorly: "After today, I will probably let it go, and even support it secretly, so as not to offend the Yuan Ying ancestor."

Humanity is prosperous in Jiuzhou, and the demon tribe lives in a corner of the world. It has always been at a disadvantage in the war between the two tribes.

On weekdays, the human race is busy fighting among themselves between good and demons, and they are evenly matched with the demon race. Once the sword fight determines the outcome, the righteous path or the demonic path will be the leader of the human race. The winner found an excuse and led the Eight Continents Sect to start a war between the two clans. Facing the overwhelming monks, it was a disaster for the demon clan.

"The poor Taoist will report this to Lord Long,"

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, but sword fighting was an opportunity for Moyun City. After hundreds of years of development, it became deeply involved with the demon clan and the human clan. Anyone on either side who thought of attacking would be afraid of the enemy.

This approach was not because Zhou Yi wanted to create power and dominate the world.

This is not in line with Zhou Yi's interests and temperament, and the cause and effect of the influence is too deep, and it will be counterattacked in the future. For example, if your judgment is affected by being tied down by your subordinates, if you fail to escape when you should, you may disappear along with the power.

How many Yuan Ying ancestors failed to die because they were trapped in power struggles, and we must learn from this!

Zhou Yi's original intention of establishing Moyun City was only to protect the human race in the mountains and had no other purpose.

One day, the human race in the city provoked the Demon Emperor or Tao Lord, and they came to kill him. Zhou Yi did not hesitate to change his realm to practice.

Give kindness out of sympathy and ability, do not ask for anything, and have no worries!

Zhou Yi thought about this and couldn't help but feel lucky that after traveling through more than 760 years, his nature has not changed due to the tempering of time.

Take a seat in Moyun Palace.

The fox demon maid brought the spiritual fruit, the tiger-headed warrior brought the wine vat, and there were all kinds of delicacies, needless to say.

The prime minister, the golden eagle, the black tiger and the turtle, came to accompany him. They had a long banquet and talked for a long time.

Qingsong Demon King stood up and said goodbye: "When the Taoist friends celebrate the banquet, Pindao will come to bother me again. Among the demon kings under Long Jun, only two are the closest to him, and there are three brothers with extraordinary talents. When the time comes, they will definitely attract all kinds of caves. The Demon King is here to congratulate you!"

At this time.

Xiao Zhuanfeng ran in and reported: "Your Majesty, the Jade Tooth Demon King is here."

"Please come in quickly."

Zhou Yi was about to get up when he heard a familiar and rough laughter.

"Hahaha, if a poor Taoist comes here uninvited, how can he ask fellow Taoists to come out to greet him."

The Jade Tooth Demon King twitched his long nose and said with a smile: "No wonder Qingsong is so diligent. The wine of Moyun Cave is famous in the mountains, and it is indeed well-deserved."

Not to mention how good our friendship is with the demon king under Bibotan, at least we have met each other and drank wine at the Dragon King's banquet.

Qingsong Demon King simply sat down again and had another banquet. A few days later, the Dragon Lord's envoy arrived, and then he said goodbye and dispersed.

The envoy was a blue-scaled fish demon who respectfully sent an invitation to Zhou Yi to the Dragon Palace for a banquet.

Back then, scalpers received invitations from the four royal families. Perhaps because of their brotherly relationship, the other three royal families did not send invitations, which was considered a tacit gesture of goodwill.

Zhou Yi opened the invitation, which was made of jade and inlaid with gold text.

——On September 9, Taoist friend Jin is sincerely invited to a banquet at Bibotan.

The signed name is: Ao Cang.

Zhou Yi conveniently rewarded the root of a hundred-year-old ginseng: "I'd like to trouble the messenger to reply to the dragon king. I will attend the banquet on time."

"Thank you Demon King for the gift."

The fish demon envoy quickly stuffed the spiritual ginseng into his arms and rolled his eyes: "We heard something when we came here. The Dragon Lord seems to be opening the Bibo Treasure House and letting the king choose gifts."

Zhou Yi's heart moved. The scalper went to the banquet and only gave armor and magic weapons, but did not allow him to enter the treasure house. He also stuffed a two-hundred-year-old spiritual ginseng.

"What does Bibo Treasure House say?"

"The treasure house was built by the first Dragon Lord. It contains many magical weapons and treasures, as well as the collections of the Dragon Lords of all generations."

The fish demon envoy is a person who collects money to do things, and tells everything he knows: "Ninety percent of them are rare but useless spiritual objects. Your Majesty, you must make preparations in advance. I listened to General Guanku's bragging, and there is Ni Lin, the seventh Dragon Lord, in it. , the twelfth Dragon Lord sheds his horns..."

"Thank you, envoy, for your advice!"

After Zhouyi heard this, he realized that the so-called treasure house is more like an antique collection room. Although there are many rare and spiritual objects in it, most of them are useless.

Among them are also Dragon King's reverse scales and shed horns. These are real treasures and can be used as materials for refining magic weapons.

Dragon Lord Ao Cang's intention to win over was very obvious, so he did not give him armor and weapons as usual, but let Zhou Yi choose the treasure by himself. If he chooses a high-quality spiritual object, Zhou Yi will naturally get close to Bibo Pond. If he is unlucky and chooses a useless one, Ao Cang will reward him again.

After sending away the Dragon Palace envoy, Zhou Yi began to retreat to sort out his magic power.

"Jindan Zhenjun is not really safe, he still needs to be careful!"

After reciting the Pure Heart Sutra silently a hundred times, the contentment of the condensed golden elixir slowly dissipated, and my mind returned to its ancient well-steady state.

"At present, the first priority is the skills after the golden elixir. The demon clan has blood inheritance. This matter cannot be asked from the Dragon Lord. The second is the magic weapon. The soul-fixing mirror has completely restored its power. It still needs to be refined to escape, protect the body, and kill. three item."

"The Mountain and River Cauldron cannot give up on sacrificial refining. The natal magic weapon is sent and received by the heart, and it is even more powerful!"

The method of refining magic weapons is a hundred times more precious than the magic weapons, especially the representative magic weapons, such as the divine fire fan of the Danding Sect and the light splitting sword of the Spirit Sword Sect, which are more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

The required spiritual objects, refining techniques, and inscribed restrictions are top secrets of each major sect.

"Don't worry about the magic. Lei Fa continues to understand the realm of supernatural powers, and he has the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon in close combat."

"The Five Elements Escape Technique is a bit outdated. It is a life-and-death technique. We need to find high-level escape techniques as early as possible!"

Zhou Yi quickly set a follow-up goal, searching for the exercises, magic weapons, and escape techniques of the Golden Elixir Stage, and then began to stabilize the Dantian's magic power. There were still two months until the Double Ninth Festival, and it was obvious that Long Jun also had this consideration.



Time flies.

early morning.

The Book of Changes completely stabilized the realm, calculated that the time was the Double Ninth Festival, and took out the lotus tube for divination.

His lifespan was rapidly depleted, and his hair color returned to normal in an instant.

"The mysteries inherited from the ancient great religions, even if I invest five hundred lifespan in the small Heaven-cutting Technique, I still don't find it difficult or perfect."

The lottery landed.

Winning the lottery.

Nothing unusual, everything is stable.

Zhou Yi immediately nodded with satisfaction. The longer he lived, the more he knew that peace was precious.

"That's very good. If there is any hidden treasure in the treasure house, take it and the consequences will be resolved. If you don't take it, your heartache will be in vain!"

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