The guests sitting cross-legged on both sides of the hall, there are men and women, all of them are smiling and have extraordinary manners.
After a while, the ladies in palace costumes in the hall finally finished their dance, and then bowed respectfully to the old man on the main seat, and then exited the hall one after another.
"Senior, the quality of your group of maids seems to be better than what I saw last time. It can be seen that Yu Daoyou and the others are very dedicated to this matter." A blue-robed scholar sitting on the left suddenly said with a smile.
"Hehe, the old man has no other hobbies in his life, only the level of female sex is very sad. If he can penetrate this point someday, it may be the time to make a breakthrough in cultivation. If Nephew Yu and the others are really interested, The old man still hopes that they will focus more on cultivation, so that some people can also advance to the realm of transforming gods. In this way, if I become a disciple one day, the Heavenly Demon Sect will not be bullied by others." Mu Guan After coughing lightly, the old man said calmly.
"What did Senior Hu say? The cultivation base of all the friends of the Heavenly Demon Sect is only one step away from the transformation of the gods. It is only a matter of time before they break through to the transformation of the gods. With the current momentum of the Heavenly Demon Sect, what is the difference between the human world? You dare to bully your family." The blue-robed Confucian scholar said with an apologetic smile.
"Really? But I heard that the Yinluo Sect seems to be removed from the ten sects of the Demonic Dao recently. Thinking about it, this sect has been the number one sect of the Demonic Dao for thousands of years. Today’s sect has ended up like this. Even if it can keep the inheritance, it has already been reduced to a second-rate sect.” The old man with the wooden crown sneered.
The blue-robed Confucian scholar and the other monks couldn't help looking at each other. They really didn't know what the master of the Demon Palace meant by saying this, and no one dared to speak easily for a while.
"I've heard that not only seven or eight Nascent Soul-level elders of the Yin Luozong were wiped out inexplicably this time, but even Fang Daoyou of the Yin Luozong was not spared, and fell as well. The Yin Luozong even Who did it, I have no clue. This is a bit weird, could it be that the Yin Luozong has offended some of the seniors who transformed the gods." A big man in brocade robes suddenly changed the subject without showing any traces, and asked carefully road.
"Hehe, I'm afraid most of you fellow daoists are here this time because of the affairs of the Yin Luozong. You can rest assured that although you don't know who did it, it definitely wasn't done by some old fellows from Dajin, otherwise I won't be ignorant of any news. Maybe some old monster outside Dajin did it. However, as long as this person makes a move again, the few of us will not sit idly by." Hu Qinglei said slightly There was a flash of light in both eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.
Hearing what the old man said, the other monks present were greatly relieved. Immediately, he stopped mentioning this matter tactfully, instead, he talked about some anecdotes and strange things in the world of cultivating immortals.
"By the way, senior. The last time you took a concubine was two hundred years ago. This time, you suddenly opened the door to the magic palace again. I don't know which female cultivator can enter the senior's eyes." A third The green-robed woman who was about ten years old suddenly smiled lightly like this, but she was quite pretty.
Seeing the woman asking like this, the rest of the monks also showed interest.
After all, although the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect likes women, there are really not many female cultivators who have the status of real concubines in this demon palace.
"Taking a concubine again is something that the old man himself did not expect. These three women are all talented people, regardless of their appearance and cultivation. Especially one of them is better than the other two. The old man made a concubine It’s mostly because of this woman.” When Hu Qinglei heard someone mentioning the three concubines he wanted to accept, he couldn’t help showing a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with these three women.
"Hehe, since Senior Hu praised you so highly, can you let me wait before the ceremony and see you first?" A shaved Toutuo with a ferocious face couldn't help asking after hearing the words.
Several other people were also a little moved when they heard it. They all wanted to see how beautiful the three female cultivators were, and they could actually make the master of the magic palace tempted
"We cultivators naturally don't have many common taboos. If a few fellow daoists want to meet first, it's okay. I'll ask them to serve a few glasses of thin wine to the fellow daoists." The old man with the wooden crown With a slight smile, he agreed wholeheartedly.
As soon as these words came out, that Toutuo's face changed slightly, and he quickly shook his hands and said he dared not.
But Hu Qinglei waved his hand, and a girl in palace costume behind him immediately bowed and walked in front of her: "Go, invite the three fairies out." Hu Qinglei ordered.
"Yes, servant girl is going now..." The girl in palace costume respectfully agreed, but before she could finish speaking, a red light suddenly flew from outside the hall, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the wooden crowned old man. A sound transmission symbol.
A strange color flashed in Hu Qinglei's eyes, and when he grasped the air with one hand, the flame immediately reached the palm of his hand, and immediately turned into a ball of raging flames that burned violently.
"Oh, it turns out that Old Freak Feng and Old Ghost Xiang have arrived, and they even brought me a distinguished guest. Who can make these two old fellows treat you so grandly?" Hu Qinglei's slightly yellow face flashed a few times. He was very surprised, but as soon as he turned his palm over, the flame immediately extinguished by itself.
"Could it be Senior Feng from Tianwai Island and Senior Xiang from Xiling Mountain who came here?" The blue-robed Confucian scholar asked in surprise when he heard Hu Qinglei talking to himself.
The expressions of the rest of the male and female monks also changed.
"Who else can there be besides these two old fellows? But from their tone, it seems that they have brought outsiders here, so the old man is a little curious. Now that they have arrived outside the palace, the old man has no choice but to go to meet Yi Er." Qing Lei chuckled.
"Then let me pay my respects to the two seniors together." The brocade-robed man hurriedly stood up and said.
Several other people did not dare to neglect to say the same words.
The old man with the wooden crown nodded calmly, got up immediately, and walked slowly outside the hall. The other monks followed closely behind.
The entire Motuo Mountain was wrapped in a violent and unusually violent wind of ice and snow, and once the wind passed, a huge yellow light curtain covered the palace below. Through this light curtain, although it is a bit blurry, the situation inside can already be seen roughly.
At this moment, somewhere in the sky above the light curtain, there are three figures staying. Two old men and a young man suspended there motionless with a calm expression.
It was Xiang Zhili, Old Monster Feng, and Han Li.
"This magic palace seems to be built three points larger than before, and it seems that Hu Laomo has more maids. Tsk tsk, it seems that the Supreme Elder who is the first sect of the magic way seems to be really good." Feng The old monster looked at the palaces under the light curtain and said suddenly.
"Why, Brother Feng is envious of the old devil. If that's the case, as long as you tell him, the old devil must wish that there will be another Supreme Elder in the Tianmo sect, and he will definitely build you a palace that is absolutely inferior to the devil. Dongfu." Hearing this, Xiang Zhili said with a half-smile.
"Forget it, what this old man pays attention to in kung fu is tranquility. If he really lives in such a place, after a long time, his state of mind must regress." Old Monster Feng sighed and shook his head hastily.
Xiang Zhili smiled and said nothing more. Because at this moment, a group of monks flew out from the palaces below and came straight towards them.
Although Han Li seldom spoke along the way, he looked at the past with concentration at this moment. As a result, he judged at a glance the status of the head of the old man with the wooden crown as a cultivator. He let out a small gasp in surprise.
"Why, Junior Brother Han has someone he knows!" Xiang Zhili turned around, feeling a little surprised.
"There is someone who met once!" Han Li quickly retracted his gaze and said calmly.
"I see!" Xiang Zhili nodded noncommittally.
At this time, the old man with the wooden crown had already flown behind the light curtain, he made a tactic with both hands, and muttered something in his mouth.
As a result, the light curtain in front of the three of Han Li, with a flash of inspiration, opened a crack by itself.
Xiang Zhili and the old monster Feng were not polite, and immediately shot in with a big face. After a moment of hesitation, Han Li also turned into a blue rainbow and followed in.
The yellow light curtain was healed as before.
After a while, the light faded away, and the three of them appeared in front of the wooden crown old man and his party.
"Brother Xiang, Fellow Daoist Feng, you seem to be a bit late this time. I received the news very early, but you left very early. But why did you only arrive here now? Could it be that something happened on the way?" When Qing Lei saw Xiang Zhili and the two of them, he first smiled, and then asked lazily.
"Brother Hu's guess is really accurate! The old couple did encounter some things on the way, and they were delayed for a while. But I will mention this later, and I will introduce a fellow Taoist to Fellow Daoist Hu. This Fellow Daoist Han will also join We, become the same existence as us." Xiang Zhili laughed, then pointed at Han Li, and began to introduce him.
However, one of the monks behind the old man with the wooden crown showed a look of surprise when he saw Han Li's face clearly.
"Join us?" The old man with the wooden crown was a little moved when he heard this. His eyes that were slightly closed suddenly opened completely, staring at Han Li without saying a word.
"I'm next, Han Li, I've met Brother Hu!" Han Li looked calm, and saluted with his hands clasped together. Unexpectedly, he behaved neither humble nor overbearing, as if he was a fellow of the same generation.
This made the Confucian scholar in blue robe and the others open their eyes, and shut their mouths tightly.
"Hmph! Old Ghost Xiang, Old Freak Feng, are you all confused? It's just a late Nascent Soul cultivator, what qualifications do you have to join us?" Hu Qinglei's face darkened, and he asked unceremoniously.
"Hey, Xiang has his own reasons for doing this." Xiang Zhili chuckled without changing his face, and then his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
He actually transmitted the voice directly.
The expression on Hu Qinglei's face was a little gloomy at first, but after listening to a few sentences, a strange light appeared in his eyes. First surprised, then excited, and finally nodded again and again.