Roar!
Such an arrogant attitude aroused the anger of the demons.
"I'm coming!"
The first one to jump onto the ring was Tiger Demon, who had two heads on his head and wore a tiger skin vest on his upper body.
Yang Xuan said in surprise, "What is the relationship between eldest brother and that senior?"
"That's my dad..."
"I am a descendant of the ancient mythical beast Lu Wu!"
"Why are you interrupting? My little brother is talking to me."
The tiger head next to him was immediately unconvinced. "You are obviously talking to me, I am the eldest brother!"
"I am!"
"Big brothers, stop arguing and let's test our strength first."
Yang Xuan had a look of surprise on his face. When these alien beasts fight with humans, will their heads be in conflict, with some wanting to escape and others wanting to fight?
Soon Yang Xuan knew the answer: yes!
When wrestling, the tiger Demon Power moves left and right, advancing and retreating. Sometimes his left arm is weak, and sometimes his right foot jumps wildly. It is completely unclear what will happen next.
Yang Xuan easily won the competition and threw Tiger Demon off the ring.
Tiger Demon Regardless of shame, the two heads turned on the scolding mode, exposing each other's shortcomings and shirk responsibility for the failure.
"I'll meet him!"
Another big demon jumped up, with a nose four to five feet long, two feet long fangs sticking out of its lips, and arms and legs as thick as Yang Xuan's waist.
"Please!"
Yang Xuan said that he and the Elephant Demon stand together in a pure strength competition.
hold head high!
Feeling the majestic and surging power, the elephant demon's eyes were full of disbelief. With a roar, his body grew half a foot taller. From a distance, it looked like an elephant stepping on ants.
However, the ant did not break into pieces. Instead, it pushed the elephant back continuously until it reached the edge of the ring.
"Okay!"
"Awesome!"
"Throw White Fang out..."
Ho ho ho!
Seeing this scene, the onlookers Demon Race's anger turned into shouts of excitement.
Demon Race respects the strong, but the much smaller Yang Xuan can defeat the giant elephant, and with the miracle of the weak defeating the strong, it is difficult not to support Demon Race.
The elephant demon fell off the ring. Instead of being annoyed, he raised his nose and said.
"Young man is great. When you have time, go east to Elephant Tusk Mountain to have a drink!"
"I'm sure I'll die, see you there or not!"
Yang Xuan looked happy. He liked drinking and eating meat very much. However, his mother sealed all the Spiritual Wines in the family because of his young age.
Jade Tusk White Elephant is a strange beast known for its physical strength. Demon Race is one of the strongest in strength. Seeing its defeat, the crowd of monsters onlookers coaxed each other for a while before a white-haired wolf monster jumped onto the ring.
Bai Lang was proficient in pace and was good at the skill of moving a thousand pounds in four ounces, but he was easily defeated by Yang Xuan's violent power.
"Brother, go to the west of me Wolf Mountain to drink wine, a century-old brew."
"Definitely!"
Yang Xuan agreed with a smile and glanced at the group of demons, at least forty or fifty races.
A person comes to visit for a day, and then goes over the past forty or fifty days to deepen the relationship. Isn't this just drinking and eating every day?
The group of demons thought that Yang Xuan was going to challenge him by name, so they all subconsciously took a step back.
"A bunch of worthless guys."
Sun Dali shook his head and said with a smile, "In this year's competition, Yang Xuan will be the first. Who has an opinion and can challenge it?"
The group of demons glanced at the demon kings and saw that they were smiling and quickly agreed.
Yang Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you all for sparing me, big brothers. I will definitely visit you all in the future!"
Ho ho ho!
The group of monsters responded excitedly, seeing Yang Xuan becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and responded one after another to the top of the mountain where cave abode was.
Sun Dali waved his hand for silence and said, "According to the rules of the competition, you can choose a volume of exercises from the Longevity Hall, which contains many mysterious body-refining secrets."
At that time, Sun Changsheng gave lectures to Monkey Mountain's compatriots and taught a wide range of exercises. Before Celestial Court became an official, he asked Monkey Clan to take care of Green Cloud Mountain.
Monkey Clan practices Daoism diligently and is no different from the human race. He established Longevity Hall to store the Kung Fu book.
After Sun Changsheng made a big fuss, Celestial Court returned, and most of his kind went back to Monkey Mountain to practice. Green Cloud Mountain monkeys and monkeys were looked after and taught by Sun Dali.
Sun Dali strictly abides by the law of scalpers and holds a wrestling arena. The winning Demon Race can enter Longevity Hall to choose the method.
In hundreds of years, Yang Xuan was the first human race to enter the arena, and he also directly won the first place.
"I have no shortage of skills."
Yang Xuan scratched his hair and said helplessly, "The key is that without spiritual roots, we can't practice physical training. We can only rely on age to gain strength!"
Path of Immortality body training is also based on spiritual energy cultivation. First, Mana is refined, and then the physical body is tempered to strengthen the bones and muscles. Compared with the Mana training method, the body training method is more like the Divine Ability secret technique.
"No spiritual roots!"
Sun Dali was stunned and said in disbelief, "Why are you so strong?"
Yang Xuan shrugged and said, "I don't know, I feel more energetic every day when I lie down and sleep."
Sun Dali pondered for a moment and took out a mysterious iron stick from his sleeve. It was as thick as the mouth of the bowl and two feet long, with mysterious textures engraved on the surface.
"This treasure is a divine weapon made by our ancestors using black iron. It weighs fifteen thousand kilograms. It can be used without Mana. It can be refined with blood sacrifice. Let it be used as a reward for this competition!"
The group of demons suddenly burst into an uproar, their eyes red with envy.
The ancestor of Sun Dali is one of the two great saints Demon Race. Even the Mystic Item that was refined casually represents the supreme glory.
Yang Xuan took the black iron rod and waved it a few times very well.
He bit his finger and drew blood, and immediately had a mysterious connection with Mystic Item. As soon as he thought about it, it turned into the size of a needle tip and was stuffed into his ear.
"Thank you, senior."
"This is the reward you deserve."
Sun Dali smiled and said, "The competition is over, let's start the banquet."
As he finished speaking, he saw monkey demons all over the mountains and plains, carrying tables, chairs and benches, and quickly setting up a banquet on the ring.
The group of demons Wuyangyang jumped onto the ring, looking for a place to sit down randomly without regard to the order of size.
Another monkey demon brought the spiritual fruit, holding a Spiritual Wine jar half as tall as a man. After opening it, the aroma overflowed, and it had a more refreshing scent of papaya and fruit than the ordinary Spiritual Wine.
Around Yang Xuan were the silver-backed ape and the white-tusked elephant demon. After smelling the aroma of the wine, they couldn't help but take a few sips from the jar.
"Good wine!"
"This is the secret Hundred Fruit Brew of our clan. It is fermented from more than a hundred kinds of spiritual fruits. It is naturally the best Spiritual Wine."
The silver-backed ape said, "See, brother is also a good drinker. Whenever you want to drink, come to Monkey Mountain at any time!"
The Elephant Demon also said, "Spiritual Wine on our mountain is not as good as Hundred Fruit Brew, but Blazing is even better. Come and taste it when you have time."
"I'll definitely come to bother you."
Yang Xuan agreed repeatedly. As he was talking, a bull demon came over with a wine bowl.
The one-foot-wide bowl looked like a porcelain basin to ordinary people, and the cow demon drank it all with a gulp.
Not to be outdone, Yang Xuan put on a big bowl and drank in one gulp.
The group of demons applauded one after another, admiring Yang Xuan's strength and drinking capacity, and took turns coming to propose a toast.
Yang Xuan After drinking until the glass was dry, the seemingly ordinary young man's belly did not swell no matter how much he poured into it, like a bottomless cave.
"Okay, okay!"
Seeing how happy Yang Xuan was, the group of monsters cheered again, and they already regarded him as Demon Race in human skin.
Three days later.
Yang Xuan woke up from his drunken dream and opened his eyes to see two small black eyes.
The black dog barked a few times, and two spiritual lights flew over and turned into father and mother.
Yang Jin scolded, "Don't drink so much in the future, and act drunkenly in other people's houses cave abode, and even ask fellow Daoist Sun to send him back in person."
"You speak softer."
Zhao Yao stroked Yang Xuan's forehead. "You can't resolve it without Mana, and you can't compare to the monks. Remember to take the appropriate amount."
"Mother..."
Yang Xuan asked in a low voice, "Am I really unable to cultivate immortality? I don't want to go down the mountain, I just want to stay with you on the mountain until I die."
Zhao Yao had tears in his eyes and shook his head slightly.
"The difference between immortals and mortals is like a chasm in the sky. I don't want your efforts to be in vain. I just want peace and happiness in this life."
"Mom, don't cry, I'm very happy now."
Yang Xuan said, "I have made an appointment with Brother Monkey, Brother Ox, Brother Bear... and I will visit you soon."
Yang Jin opened his mouth but did not say anything to stop him.
"I'm going to tame a bird and monster, and you can use it to save me from having to cross mountains and ridges!"
Since then.
Yang Xuan is more chic than Green Cloud Mountain, visiting friends every day and having banquets every day.
He rode Golden Eagle out in the morning, and went home on the back of an eagle at night. He also took advantage of the two spiritual pets, and grew fat and strong by eating and drinking at the banquet.
The words are divided into two parts.
Zhou Yi inherited the position of Heavenly Master and left most matters under the management of the elders.
Cultivation World sects are different from ordinary gangs. As long as they are strong enough, they don't have to worry about any loss of power. Those sects Grand Elder who have been in seclusion for hundreds of years can change their leaders with just one sentence.
The rest of the time is spent pretending to be in retreat, but actually accumulating merit.
After all, it was announced to the outside world that Nascent Soul was united not long ago, and it took more than ten years to achieve Spirit Transformation, which is too arousing to Celestial Court's nerves.
Zhou Yi is not good at fighting anyway, so he simply doesn't rush to make a breakthrough. He first reduces the karma of a hundred and eighty years. He really doesn't look like a good person with dark clouds over his head.
This day.
Linyang County.
Zhou Yi transformed into an old Daoist wanderer and entered the city holding a long banner.
Divine Sense scanned the 50,000 people in the city, as if looking at a bunch of good merits. He counted them with his fingers and immediately calculated a road map for doing good deeds.
Walking a hundred steps from the city gate, I saw a little thief stealing silver.
"Stop!"
Zhou Yi shouted loudly and grabbed the thief's wrist.
The person who lost the money was a middle-aged man. He snatched the money back from the thief and disappeared into the crowd without waiting for the officials to arrest him.
The thief said fiercely, "Old guy, please don't meddle in other people's business. We are members of the Beggar Clan."
When the people around heard the word "beggars gang", they dispersed with disgusted expressions on their faces, but Zhou Yi said with a smile on his face.
"Is there any good thing like buying one and getting one hundred free?"
An hour later.
The beggar gang was destroyed in Linyang City. All the beggars who committed crimes either surrendered or committed suicide, and swore before their death that they cried and swore.
Be a good person in your next life!
"Another hair lost."
Zhou Yi is smiling, and he is not in a hurry despite the karma of two cows. Today he will have ten cents, tomorrow he will have a hundred cents, and in the end, all of them can be safely eliminated.
Of course there are quick ways, such as saving the continent, saving the world...
Zhou Yi would not compete with Child of Destiny for such a job that will go down in history. Instead, he helped the old lady cross the road safely. When he looked up, he saw an old man carrying water.
He is old and thin, walking tremblingly.
"Hey, uncle, let me help you!"
The old man followed the sound and looked over with doubt on his face. This old man looked older than me.
Zhou Yi refused to explain to the old man, grabbed the pole and asked for the address, and walked back and forth more than a dozen times to fill all the water tanks at home.
When I went out, I saw my daughter-in-law washing clothes, so I hurried over to help.
Unexpectedly, the young daughter-in-law was so thin-skinned that she chased her down two streets Zhou Yi with a mallet, shouting curses and summoning two street patrolmen.
"The Lu family's wife?"
"Can't afford to offend!"
Zhou Yi got into the Baihua Building and finally escaped the disaster. Unable to refuse the madam's warm invitation to stay, he had to sit down and drink and listen to music.
An opera was being performed on the stage, and the announcement called "Yan Chixiao Conquering the Demon".
"Why does it have the same name as the vest used when subduing demons?"
Zhou Yi summoned the madam to ask, and he learned that it was a storybook compiled by scholars. It was said to be adapted from the true story of True Person. After its popularity, it was changed to opera, drama, storytelling, etc.
After spending ten taels of silver, I asked the clerk in the building to buy it back, and there were more than a dozen copies.
"Daoist Yan Kills the Tree Demon", "Yan Chixia's Ghost Exorcism", "Yan Chixia's Battle with the Fox Spirit on a Spring Night", "The Record of the Strange Man of the Yan Family"...
Zhou Yi flipped through each one and found that the content was similar to his experience of subduing demons and monsters over the years.
After compilation and modification, it looks very heroic, and many descriptions of ordinary people are appended. It looks like I have seen it with my own eyes, but in fact the fighting process is too fast for ordinary people to see it.
"I don't know which fellow Daoist is extremely bored."
Zhou Yi flipped through one of the volumes, turned a few pages and spat on it, and after reading it, he cast a spell and burned it to ashes.
"This guy is too shameless. How could I fall under the fox demon's spell? It's just nonsense and must be severely criticized!"
We ate wine and listened to music.
Continue to do good deeds in the afternoon, Zhou Yi continue to do good deeds and accumulate merit.
Nothing is difficult in this world. Don't be afraid of doing too little or being slow. Just be afraid of stopping because you think you have too much karma.
There are more than 50,000 people in the county, with thousands of people, and every family has a sutra that is difficult to recite. Zhou Yi can solve it with just a lift of hands. To win people's gratitude and thanks is the most brilliant way to practice.
"The same is true for Divine Path. The purest thought power is merit!"
One month later.
Linyang County The atmosphere has cleared up, people are smiling, and the atmosphere of humanity is flourishing.
There are many mythical legends in the city. Some people see a white-haired old Daoist carrying water, some say a bearded Daoist exorcises evil spirits, and some say a Daoist with an eight-character beard tells fortunes.
There are so many things that have become the talk of the streets.
Zhou Yi Holding a long banner with a straight iron mouth, he walked towards the next city with a step of ten feet, silently calculating how many cow hairs he had plucked today.
When approaching Songxiang County city.
A horse galloped past, followed by a black-robed Daoist, stepping on the black mist and letting out a strange laugh.
"Jie Jie Jie! Run quickly, I will catch you when you are tired..."
Before the Daoist finished speaking, suddenly there was thunder in the clear sky, and several thunderbolts fell and chopped him into flying ashes.
"This devil is so arrogant. He arrests people in broad daylight, but Songxiang doesn't care about him?"
Zhou Yi photographed a few residual souls, and after searching, it was found that he was the disciple of Unforeseen Ghost God. He followed his master's order and abducted the brothers and sisters named Yang Xuan and Yang Si.
Yang Xuan, in order to create opportunities for his sister, tried his best to provoke and delay the devil, and his soul has been refined.
"Wuwang, this guy is very good at dancing!"
Zhou Yi wrote it down in a small notebook, not for revenge for Yang Xuan. People died every moment in the world, and he couldn't control it. Instead, he regarded Wuwu as a great merit.
But Yang Si didn't know that the devil was dead and ran away in a panic.
Half a month later.
Yang Si looked at Green Cloud Mountain who had been gone for more than 20 years, wiped away his tears, and climbed up the mountain along the route in his memory.
After writing and writing, I found that there are one million words...
Two more months of writing will surpass the previous book, and the results will be much better. Thank you readers for your support!