Green Phoenix Mountain Top, clouds cover and fog surrounds.
The magnificent hall stands tall and majestic.
Glazed tiles, purple gold pillars, white jade pavement, and pearls hanging from the ceiling.
There are even more exotic flowers and plants competing for beauty, and auspicious animals and rare birds shuttle among them.
Behind the main hall, there is an extremely elegant warm pavilion.
Outside the Nuan Pavilion is a carefully maintained flower garden.
An old man in Confucian robes was holding a purple clay pot, walking staggeringly among the flowers.
The old man's beard and hair are all white, and his face is pale. At first glance, he looks a bit like an immortal.
This person is the owner of this Green Phoenix Mountain, Spirit Mountain seventh hole Demon Emperor--Green Fox Ancestor.
It hummed an unknown tune and tilted the purple clay pot in its hand.
What was poured out of the pot was not some clear spring nectar, but streams of scarlet viscous liquid.
The originally delicate flowers were nourished by the blood, and their branches suddenly trembled. When the petals opened and closed, mouthparts full of sharp teeth were revealed.
"Drink, drink..."
Green Fox Ancestor squinted his eyes and stroked a huge flower with a kind face, as if he was stroking his own junior.
"Drink more and grow stronger so that you can look after my home and care for my ancestor."
Just feed the flowers.
The ancestor straightened up, slapped his back, and then let out a long sigh.
"Alas..."
There was an indescribable desolation in this sigh.
Think of it as the Green Fox family, born with intelligence and understanding of yin and yang.
In this Spirit Mountain world, although they are not considered to have top-notch combat power, they are able to thrive by virtue of their talent.
But so what?
A demon is a demon after all.
In this Eastern Territory, the human race's orthodoxy controls Heavenly Dao and is superior.
These furry and horned ones, even if they have cultivated into human form, even if they have learned a lot of knowledge, in the eyes of those who are truly powerful, they are just a group of slightly smarter beasts.
"It's difficult..."
Green Fox Ancestor shook his head, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
It doesn't want to be a beast.
It wants to be a human being, it wants to be that high-altitude immortal.
This Ten Peaks of Spirit Mountain, Seventy-Two Caves Demon.
Seemingly carefree and at ease, dominating.
In fact, most of them have the support of Dao Tong behind them, or... they are treated by Dao Tong as dogs guarding the house and courtyard.
But not all Demon are willing to be treated like dogs.
Especially someone of the Qingqiu lineage who prides himself on being extremely intelligent and has a lofty ambition.
As long as you can cultivate the human method.
It is confident that within one hundred thousand years, it will definitely enter the realm of the Chess-Player Realm.
By then.
Get rid of orthodoxy and stand on your own Mountain Gate, who dares to say no?
Even Pure Yang Lineage would not fight against a powerful Chess-Player Realm just for the sake of face.
For this reason.
It even set rules in the mountains, allowing the children of the tribe to learn the etiquette of the human race and imitate the words and deeds of the human race from an early age.
But this is ultimately treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.
Demon Race's meridian structure is completely different from that of the human race.
Wanting to directly practice Cultivation Method of the human race is tantamount to wishful thinking.
But if you don't cultivate the human race Cultivation Method...Azure Phoenix fox race, how can you compete with other Demons with bloodline talents?
Unless...
Unless we can find the legendary treasure of transformation, completely wash away this body Yao Qi, and rebuild the Daoist body.
Or...
A name appeared in its mind.
Wang Canglan.
Wang Canglan is the top talent of Pure Yang Lineage, and the knowledge he possesses is profound.
If I could give you a Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill...
Thinking of this, Green Fox Ancestor's eyes flashed with fire, and then quickly dimmed.
Wang Canglan What kind of temper, others may not know, but can it know it?
Having been the other person's dog for many years, it's extremely difficult to get something out of his hands.
Unless he can accomplish some great feat.
"Great job..."
Green Fox Ancestor murmured to himself.
A few days ago, I heard a rumor.
It is said that there is a True Dragon.
True Dragon ah...
What kind of heaven-defying creation is that?
If he can be captured and dedicated to the Jade Capital Pavilion, not to mention the rebirth elixir, it is not impossible to directly ascend to Grotto-Heaven.
It's a pity...
Green Fox Ancestor snorted coldly, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.
Where can such a good thing come from?
"Hate that third child!"
Damn Old Flood Dragon Dragon, I only looked for Demon Emperor in the first two holes, and didn't even pay attention to Demon Emperor, which was ranked lower.
But...
"Look down on me?"
Green Fox Ancestor A gloating sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Hehe..."
"Is it okay now?"
I heard that True Dragon was so powerful that even the Daoist True Person was damaged by more than a dozen, with heads rolling in and rivers of blood flowing.
This news was just sent back to Spirit Mountain not long ago.
Although this is not good news for Spirit Mountain.
After all, the stronger True Dragon is, the more difficult it will be for them to seize creation.
For Green Fox Demon Emperor.
This is simply a great joy!
Everyone can't eat, and this is in my heart...
Comfortable!
It's so comfortable!
As soon as the thought came to this point, the old man felt that the blockage in his chest was gone, and his thoughts became clear.
His eyes turned and landed on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the stone table.
Since this Green Phoenix Mountain is a scholar, these four treasures of the study are naturally indispensable.
"With this feeling and this scene, I should compose a poem to express my feelings!"
The old man waved his sleeves, quite a bit of a literary magnate.
It picks up a large pen and dips it in thick ink.
Thinking for a moment.
Just on the rice paper, the pen moved like a dragon and a snake.
While writing, I had to shake my head and chant aloud.
"Spirit Mountain The water is shallow and clear. The old dragon wants to eat but can't jump."
"My front tooth is chipped and my mouth is full of blood. Master Fox is smiling all over the mountain!"
"What a poem! What a poem!"
The old man looked at the crooked handwriting on the paper and said with a proud face, "With such literary talent, even if I go to the human race and take the first prize, I'm afraid it will be more than enough!"
Just as it was immersed in this inexplicable intoxication.
Outside the door, there was suddenly a burst of rapid footsteps.
Immediately afterwards.
A fox demon who looked like a steward ran in in a panic. "Ancestor! Ancestor!"
"Why are you panicking?"
The old man frowned and put down the pen in his hand with some displeasure.
"Didn't you see me, ancestor, composing a poem? How inappropriate is it for me to yell like this?!"
"This... this..."
The steward fox demon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stammered, "Ancestor, Jade Capital Pavilion...Jade Capital Pavilion is here!"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, the old man's face changed slightly. "Who is coming this time?"
"Yes... it's Liu True Person, and... he also brought a female cultivator with him, saying he is... said he is True Person Wang's junior sister."
"Wang Canglan's junior sister?"
The old man narrowed his eyes. "This is a rare visitor."
It thought for a moment.
Then he waved his sleeves and put away the calligraphy treasures on the table.
"Let's go."
"Follow me to welcome these distinguished guests."
"Remember, bend down and clamp your tail tightly."
The old man straightened his clothes and said with an indifferent expression, "In the face of not having absolute strength... we... are still good obedient dogs."
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