Zhang Xiaowu recently changed the wooden shed by the small pond into a bamboo house. Although there are many flowers and plants in front of the house, there is no elixir. Not long after he arrived here, Demon Venerable Huangquan left the Wuhuang Demon Realm for the southwest sea area, so he has been the only one on Moonwatching Peak these days.
Zhang Xiaowu still feels very comfortable, there is no dirty fight in the outer sect, he practices daily, enjoys the beautiful scenery, grows flowers and plants, and lives a fulfilling life. And judging from the short time we got along, Huangquan Mozun is a good person, at least in Zhang Xiaowu's view, she is very gentle and amiable, not as cruel as rumored by the outside world. He felt that the only problem was that the mountain was deserted. Except for the birds that occasionally flew over the mountain, he had hardly seen any living things, and the whole mountain was completely dead.
It seems that the suzerain really dotes on Huangquan Demon Venerable extremely, otherwise he wouldn't have cleaned up the whole mountain so thoroughly just because of her words.
Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help feeling emotionally, suddenly there was a sound of whirling grass and trees not far away, there were no wild animals around here, where did the sound of stepping on the grass come from? Could it be that the Netherworld Demon Lord has returned
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately looked up to the Canglang Pavilion, only to see a tall young woman pushing aside the weeds and walking towards him impatiently.
The woman was wearing a golden long dress with layers of skirts, like scales. Her long hair was slightly curly, and her eyes were full of graceful and luxurious gold. And Zhang Xiaowu's entire vision was attracted by the pair of dragon horns on her head, and he didn't recover for a long time.
The woman's legs were slender, and she walked to the edge of the small pond in a few steps, she was a head taller than Zhang Xiaowu, looked down at him and said, "Untouchable, who allows you to stare at this princess?"
Zhang Xiaowu's mouth grew bigger, and he cried out in his heart: "My princess? What kind of self-proclaimed name is this?"
"What are you still doing in a daze, kneel down!" Long Nu sneered and gave Zhang Xiaowu a glance, the real dragon breath on her body forced him to take several steps back.
"Why are you bullying him?" Another familiar voice came.
Zhang Xiaowu never knew that he would be overwhelmed with gratitude when he saw the Demon Lord of Huangquan, so he avoided the "princess" with dragon horns, and quickly ran to Yun Qing who spoke for him.
Yun Qing walked slower than Longnu, her eyes were closed and her feet were bare as usual, her expression was gentle, she was still wearing that white dress, with no other decorations except for the simple totem on the corner of the clothes. Behind her was a man and a woman, both of whom were lifeless and lifeless.
She smiled at Zhang Xiaowu comfortingly, and then said: "This is Long Huai, you can call her... Your Highness Princess."
"Did you hear that? Call Your Highness the Princess, hurry up." Long Nu was coaxed so happily by Yun Qing along the way that she even told her her real name.
"...His Royal Highness." Zhang Xiaowu shouted with aggrieved face.
Yun Qing walked up to Long Huai and asked, "Can I live here?"
She pointed at the clear and shallow pool with a serious face.
Long Huai, on the other hand, had an expression of "how stingy are you? Why build a dragon palace in a pond?" and started rolling up his sleeves angrily.
As soon as Yun Qing grabbed her hand, the jade light in the palm was faintly visible: "Don't do it, there is a little guy who can't stand being beaten here."
Twenty-seven-year-old "little guy" Zhang Xiaowu watched the two of them discussing the construction of the Dragon Palace depressedly, wondering if the princess would want to be his neighbor in the future
"Who wants to beat him! Why don't you let me dig the pond bigger myself!?" Long Huai looked aggrieved and shook Yun Qing away.
Yun Qing coughed: "Then you go ahead, if you need to send anything, just find..."
Yun Qing paused, her eyes lingered on Aman and Zheng Zhenzhen for a while, and finally fell on Zhang Xiaowu.
Zhang Xiaowu stood up straight in a jerk, screaming desperately in his heart, "Don't be me, don't be me".
"Well, look for this person." Yun Qing made a final decision, and Long Huai quickly classified Zhang Xiaowu as a "useless servant" in his heart.
"Come here, dig this hole into a lake for me." Long Huai ordered Zhang Xiaowu unceremoniously.
Zhang Xiaowu could only go forward with a bitter face.
Yun Qing looked at them for a while, then turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Long Huai asked warily.
Yun Qing's figure disappeared in the forest in a blink of an eye: "Go see my master."
Yan Mo Tianzi Peak, this time Mozun Yuanyuan summoned her not in the side hall, but in the main hall. The structure of the main hall is similar to that of the side hall, but it is larger. The whole palace is still covered with lights but never illuminated. There are eighteen screens placed in front of the main seat, each of which is painted with a completely different picture of hell. The eighteen together appear to be a bit more gloomy and terrifying than the side hall.
When Yun Qing walked in, Qianyuan Mozun was sitting behind the screen, and several senior elders in the hall, as well as Qian Bian and other direct disciples were listening to what he explained.
"Oh, Huang Quan has also rushed back, that's just right, you will follow me to attend the Huang Quan Holy Meeting tomorrow."
As soon as she stepped into the main hall, Qianyuan Mozun waved to her from behind the screen before she had time to say anything, "Come, come, let me see how you have grown after going out this time."
Yun Qing lowered her head and smiled slightly, ignoring all the eyes around her, and stepped forward step by step, only the sound of her suppressed footsteps could be heard in the entire main hall.
"This time Huang Quan was finally promoted to Taoism by chance, and it can be regarded as living up to Master's meticulous teaching over the past ten years."
She walked into the screen and saluted Qian Yuan Mozun with a stern expression.
Mozun Zhuyuan nodded, his expression remained unchanged, but the meaning in his words was still praise: "That's right, you have been promoted to Taoism after practicing for more than ten years, and you can also be among the talents of the world."
"Master taught well." Yun Qing said sincerely.
The two of them left a group of elders and disciples aside and praised each other for a while, and then Mozun Qianyuan seemed to realize that he was a bit biased. He cleared his throat and said to everyone: "We talked about the South China Sea before. Yi Du, have you come up with any good plans these days?"
At the bottom of the main hall steps, the first person from the left stepped forward and stepped forward. He was tall and straight, with a heroic face, holding a long sword, wearing black armor and a red cloak. As soon as he stepped out, he felt a sharp aura piercing through the clouds. Yun Qing felt that his aura was quite similar to that of the generals who conquered the strange beasts of heaven and earth in ancient times.
With a cold face, he only said one word: "Kill."
Although Yun Qing has been following this word for ten years, at any rate, when everyone was discussing this matter, what she said was "disciple thinks it should be a detour, and if the other party refuses to change his mind, then teach them a lesson"... Of course, she usually There is no time to do the first half.
Fortunately, everyone in the hall is familiar with each other, and everyone is accustomed to Yi Du's speaking style.
Yun Qing stood beside Qianyuan Demon Venerable, feeling that he was a little helpless, he waved his hand to make Yi Du Demon Venerable retreat, and then sighed: "Did you only think of such a word these days?"
Yi Du Mozun stood back to his original position with a cold face, and said, "Yes."
Yun Qing raised her hand, covering her smile with her wide sleeves.
"Huang Quan, what do you think?"
If there is no mistake, Qianyuan Mozun should have just glared at her.
Yun Qing put down her sleeves, lowered her brows and narrowed her eyes, her expression became serious all of a sudden: "Since Master has already handed over the matter of the South China Sea to Senior Yi Du, I think he will be able to give you a satisfactory answer."
With one sentence, she pushed the matter to Venerable Yi Du again.
"You have guarded the South China Sea for ten years, why don't you tell me how you did it?"
Yun Qing glanced at Yi Du from the corner of his eye, his expression was still very cold, his face was like a sculpture under the dim light. Naturally, Yun Qing would not refute the face of the Great Elder at such a high-level gathering, so she was silent for a while, and said honestly: "...kill."
Yun Qing was sure that Qianyuan Mozun glared at her, but before she could say anything to make it up, she heard a burst of laughter from the steps below. The voice was hearty and heroic, but it could be heard as a woman's voice.
At the end of the right side of Qianyuan Mozun's seat, a woman in red couldn't help laughing out loud, and then Qianbian and other direct disciples who were familiar with Yunqing all laughed.
Yun Qing hurriedly said: "Master, I mean..."
"Okay, since there are countermeasures for the South China Sea incident, let's all leave." Qianyuan Mozun didn't seem to hear her.
Yun Qing thought, what kind of countermeasure did he come up with with these two identical nonsense
But everyone didn't go on talking, they saluted together, and then withdrew from the hall one after another, leaving only Qianyuan Mozun and Yun Qing behind.
Yun Qing felt that it was necessary to tell him about the Southwest Wonderland this time, so she waited for everyone to leave before saying: "Master, I already have a little understanding of the Southwest Sea..."
"You save these words at the Huangquan Saint Meeting." Mozun Qianyuan said indifferently, and did not mention the previous incident in the South China Sea.
Yun Qing nodded. She had also heard about the Huangquan Shenghui in the past ten years. It seemed that it was the decision made by the Huangquan Shenghui to introduce her. Originally, Yun Qing thought it was a relatively trivial and ordinary meeting, but in fact it was not at all.
There are a total of nine sects of demonic ways in Wuhuang Demon Realm. Although the nine sects are independent of each other, they are actually very closely related, just like sects practicing different inheritances in the same sect. None of the nine orthodoxy can affect each other's internal decision-making, but there are always some issues that involve the development of the entire Wudao Demon Realm, and such issues are generally left to the Netherworld Sacred Society for resolution.
Now the Jiuming Rebellion has officially risen to a dispute between orthodoxy, the war between humanity and monsters has intensified, and disputes between immortality and Buddhism have gradually arisen. On the eve of the turmoil, the situation was on the verge of breaking out.
The orthodoxy of the Demonic Dao, who lived far away in the realm of the Invincible Demon, was now officially facing an unavoidable choice.
The opening of the Underworld Holy Meeting also seems to indicate this.
Mozun Yuan Yuan suddenly asked: "What do you think of Mozun Yidu?"
Yun Qing pondered for a while, then seriously replied: "General."
"Did you only speak two words today except one?"
Yun Qing immediately changed her tune: "Senior Yi Du is a general."
"..."
Yun Qing saw that Qian Yuan's face was not looking good, so he quickly added: "Forward ahead, brave and good at fighting, there is no one else in the sect who can block his edge. However, no matter how sharp a sword is, it can only be a sword."
Qianyuan Mozun looked uncertain, and asked inadvertently: "What about Qianbian?"
"Delicate mind, good hands and eyes, good at adapting..." Yun Qing said here, and suddenly fell silent.
Qianyuan Mozun looked at the picture of purgatory on the screen, and calmly finished her unfinished words: "There is a rebellion."
Yun Qing's heart tightened, and he said nothing, the two fell into a cold silence.