"Do you know that the Demon Elimination Conference was held in Tianzong three days ago?"
Among the people in the Xuanji Building, people are pushing, and some people say something among the people who are checking the new edition of the Heavenly Secret Ranking.
"Naturally. Restoring the Taoist sect, eliminating demons and defending the Tao should be the responsibility of the righteous monks! If it weren't for the long journey of Tianzong, I would also like to go to the grand event together. Everyone can board the flying boat of crusade against the demon domain and go to the demon domain to eliminate demons together.”
"Fellow Daoists, it's been a long time since the demonic realm bullied me and waited for the Daoist gate! How can I not participate in this great event of eliminating demons?? I'll go to the nearest Tan Qingzong flying boat!"
"Fellow, add me!" "Add me!"
Amidst the hustle and bustle, a fledgling monk asked the people next to him, "I heard that the demon cultivator kills a lot of evil, and the practice method is bizarre. In the battle with it, there are many casualties. Why are they so enthusiastic about it?"
The man smiled and said: "Under the righteousness, many people are just hot-blooded for a while, and they are just talking about it at this moment. There are many others, they are going to the magic weapon and the Ye Meiren who are offering a reward."
The monk said, "The legendary number one beauty in the cultivation world?"
The man continued to laugh and said, "That's right. I heard that Ye Xianjun has been imprisoned by Demon Venerable for more than 30 years. Who can snatch him out of Demon Venerable's hands? Who will be his next Dao Companion? With your husband. Heroes save beautiful women, it has always been something people like to talk about?"
But someone said with disdain: "No matter how beautiful a beauty is, it has been played by Demon Venerable for more than 30 years. How can you still remember him. Maybe it has already been destroyed by Demon Venerable and only a body is left, who will save it. Come on, I can't put it on the table, let alone become a Taoist companion. If it's ugly, it's just picking up a broken shoe. Let it be a pet concubine, and it's over."
His remarks caused some commotion around him.
Some people glared at him, "Ye Xianjun is immortal and clean, and it's not his fault that he was imprisoned by the devil, how can you be so insulted!"
"It's not his fault?" He sneered, "If he didn't know people clearly and rescued a wicked animal, how could the righteous path be suppressed by the devil's way for more than 30 years? I heard that the wicked animal originally Seeing that he is about to be burned to death in the sea of fire, if it is serious, it would be good, there will be no more Demon Venerable today. In my opinion, he is self-inflicted."
"What nonsense! When Ye Xianjun saved that evil beast, how did he know that he would become like this now. Is it wrong to save people in this world?"
The surrounding hustle and bustle fell silent, and there was no response.
The cultivator shook his head and sighed before: "If you just look at the antecedents, he is not wrong. The bitter fruit that can be caused comes from his body."
"Yeah, if he didn't save people in the first place? Well..."
"Saving a white-eyed wolf, accepting it as an apprentice, but not good at teaching, adding so much slaughter and evil karma to the world for nothing..."
"He suffered this bitter fruit, it is indeed a mistake that he did not know..."
The voice of the monk who had been angry and objected was drowned out? In whispers
Outside the Xuanji Building, rain began to fall.
The sound of continuous rain buried all the noise.
…
It is raining on Lumen Mountain.
Amidst the drizzle, a formation across the entire mountain has begun to take shape.
Xu Qingyue looked at the black box in Chen Weiyuan's hand.
"Is this what you said before, the ancient demon bone?"
Chen Weiyuan said: "Not bad."
Xu Qingyue: "As long as you have it, the formation will be able to completely destroy the Demon Venerable? Don't you forget, the Demon Venerable slashed the Soul Eater ancestor who was also promoted to mortal under the sword with one sword. Cultivation is not as simple as transforming into a mortal."
Chen Weiyuan slowly stroked the black box in his hand, and smiled faintly, "This thing originated before the ancient times, it was left by the Demon King whose strength was equal to the Void Realm, and it is the only one in this world. Although the Demon Lord Jiuzhuantian demon body is different from the human race, as long as there is a filthy energy to supplement it, it will be immortal and immortal, and it will be difficult to kill it completely. The ancestors of the soul eater came to the point because of this. Monsters are not something that mortal monks can deal with."
He seemed to remember something, his face turned slightly blue, his knuckles clenched his hands, the black box, "But if there is a demon bone to suppress it, it is completely different. A demon bone higher than his realm can suppress it. The demonic energy gathered and reorganized, and he was disfigured in the formation. If he is not replenished in time, and then refined by the formation for a long time, we can let him completely disappear from the world."
Xu Qingyue nodded slightly.
It's just that he looked at the formation that enveloped the entire Luming Mountain, but he still felt a little uneasy for some reason.
A question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time was asked by him.
"But Senior Brother Chen, we don't know how the Demon Venerable treats Fellow Daoist Ye. Whether or not Fellow Daoist Ye is willing to do this is all we conjecture out of thin air. We will set up a killing formation here as soon as we come. If they are already in love, what about us? When how?"
Chen Weiyuan was sitting on the wheelchair while stroking the black box, his face was slightly twisted.
He said, "Everyone knows that the Demon Venerable is ecstatic and angry. And you don't know Yunlan's temperament. Although he is frail, he is very arrogant. In the hands of the Demon Venerable, how can he still be comfortable? ? There's no way they can get along with each other."
Chen Weiyuan slightly loosened his grip on the black box.
"What's more, after cultivating the nine-turn celestial demon body, it means that you have set foot on the road of no return. For a long time, it has been listed as a forbidden technique by people in the Daomen and demons. It is because cultivating this method will cause people to go crazy and kill indiscriminately. Living creatures around, even relatives and friends. Qingyue, it is a disaster for such monsters to stay in this world, even if it is not for Yunlan, we must solve it."
Xu Qingyue pursed her lips, her elegant and beautiful face was soaked in mist and rain, still with a hint of worry.
Chen Weiyuan no longer persuaded him, but just counted a few numbers with his fingers, and then looked at the west sky.
A slight smile finally appeared on his face
"The person we were waiting for has finally arrived."
…
That night.
The rain is still falling.
Above the high hall of the magic palace, black mist can be seen.
Ye Yunlan's body was engulfed by the black mist, and her long snow-white hair spread over the bluestone floor.
The demon is doing work.
The exercise was running, and hot beads of sweat dripped on his cheeks.
The sound of the rain was pattering in my ears, accompanied by the white mist that came out of my breath when I was breathing.
The warmth flowed into the body, and he seemed to be wandering between heaven and earth.
As if raising your hand? You can hold the stars in the sky.
He was a little dazed.
In the field of vision, the world seems to be very far away, and it seems to be very close.
Some of those stars flickered together, some were reflected far away from the sky, some were scorchingly bright, and some were dim.
Suddenly there was a little fear.
want to curl up.
But being hugged tighter.
Mozun said: "Master today... I feel very sensitive. Is it because I practice in such a place, I don't feel comfortable."
His eyelashes trembled, and he murmured in a low voice, "The stars are looking at me."
Mozun smiled, "Is Shizun shy?"
Ye Yunlan shook his head.
He stretched his hand around the Demon Venerable's neck, hugged the opponent's back, and moved harder than usual.
The Demon Venerable breathed slightly.
His hand was stuck in Ye Yunlan's waist.
But it seems that the whole person has been taken into the deep sea vortex, unable to break free, unable to escape.
The next morning.
Rain is still falling.
Misty rain.
In the stone pavilion of the lotus pond, Demon Venerable accompanied Ye Yunlan, trying new dishes.
Emerald Tofu. Fried bean sprouts. There is also a bowl of red dates, longan and white fungus soup.
The colors of emerald green and vermilion are intertwined, which is very pleasing to the eye, the fragrance is smoky, and the taste is light and delicious.
After he put down the tableware, Demon Venerable took out a few jars of wine.
Marl still fell on the wine jar, and the red paper sealing the jar had turned white.
"This is the peach blossom brew that Master left me back then. I don't even have a jar? I'm willing to drink it."
The Demon Venerable reached out and brushed away the dirt and dust on the wine jar, opened the seal, and the light aroma of wine drifted away. The aroma of the peach blossoms of the tree next to the bamboo building seemed to come from a long time ago.
"Master said in the letter back then that these jars of wine were originally reserved for me to use for the crowning ceremony in the future, but it's a pity that you will leave when I will be crowned in the future." He added The pale red wine was poured into two white jade cups? When talking about that letter, was it rare? There was no sign of going crazy, but he chuckled softly, "It's just that I'm already past my age now. , but still haven't been crowned."
A wave of light flashed in Ye Yunlan's eyes.
Then he saw the Demon Venerable kiss his lips affectionately, took out a silver crown and placed it by the table, stood up with the wine in his hand, knelt down on one knee in front of him, and held the wine glass in front of him with both hands.
"Please, Master, give me the crown of adulthood."
Ye Yunlan was startled.
The most terrifying monster in the world knelt at his feet, and his long black hair was scattered, asking him to crown him.
There was a deep smile in those blood-colored eyes, and there was a little enthusiasm and stubbornness in his youth, as if he was still a teenager who bowed his knees in front of him to apprentice.
And now thirty years have passed.
He took the drink and drank it.
The fragrant aroma of wine lingered in his mouth? He looked down at the Demon Venerable, his golden eyes a little blurry.
The silver crown on the table looks familiar.
Ye Yunlan has a very good memory, so he can recognize it. It was the hair crown he had brought over the years when he was in the Tianzong.
He picked up the hair crown and carefully put it on the Demon Venerable.
The long black hair was tied up, and the silver crown was flowing with light.
He pulled the Demon Lord up and looked at it carefully for a moment. Like a father looking at his son who has just grown up, or like a lover watching his lover who is about to go out.
He raised his hand to tidy up the slightly wrinkled placket for Demon Venerable.
Demon Venerable looked down at him and took him into his arms.
Again? whispered in his ear.
"Since the crown has been crowned, the master should take the word for me."
Ye Yunlan leaned against his hot chest, heard the sound of his heart beating vigorously, and fluttered his long silver eyelashes gently, feeling that his chest was also agitating.
One more time, one more time.
Demon Venerable didn't have his own name in his previous life, nor did he choose a character for himself. The world's impression of Demon Venerable has always been shrouded in shadows, rumors, and terrifying rumors.
He didn't know where the Demon Venerable came from, what the identity of the Demon Venerable used to be, or what kind of face he looked like under the ghostly face. At first, he met Demon Venerable in a desperate situation and was forced to snuggle with each other. Later, he gradually got used to it, and gradually developed love and entanglement, and then gradually he could no longer be separated from each other.
Only now it's all over again.
He raised his hand and stroked the handsome cheek of the Demon Lord, and whispered.
"Last night was windy and rainy, the curtains were rustling in autumn, the candles were leaking and the pillows were broken frequently... I couldn't stand up. The world? It's just like a dream floating with running water." His voice suddenly became very hoarse, "Ran floating life. Waking up from a dream, the spring light is still there. The end of the world has gone through the world, but still smiling? … Zuo Chunwen.”
"Your name is special. The word is called it, and it's the same."
The author has something to say: Note: "Last night was windy and rainy, the curtains rustled and the autumn sounded, the candles leaked and broke frequently and the pillows were broken, and it was impossible to sit up and sit up. The world flowed with the water, and it was a dream come to life." ".
"The end of the world has gone through the red dust, but still smiles like a spring." Intercepted from Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal".