At the top of the mountain, the shuttle stopped.
Huang Xiao and Jiang Suxin were very curious about Lu Bei's master. How powerful could he be to cultivate such a fresh and unworldly Lu Bei who was invincible in his entire life
Just looking at the way the master and his disciple get along so well, we can see that not everyone can be an invincible master. First of all, one must have a strong life.
"It's been more than three years since we last met. Master, you have already become a Taoist master in the Yellow Springs Realm. With a stomp of your foot, the entire Yellow Springs Realm trembles. Unlike me, your disciple, who just arrived in the Yellow Springs Realm and has only a few useless people under my command, there is a world of difference." Lu Bei sighed in amazement and admiration.
The whole sentence is about praising oneself, and not a single word is related to oneself. If you taste it carefully, it is clear that every sentence is bragging about oneself.
Mo Buxiu felt very uncomfortable after hearing this, and snorted, "It's good for you to know. Once a teacher, always a teacher. A master is always a master, and a disciple is always a disciple."
"Yeah, as long as the master is happy."
Lu Bei nodded in agreement. He had planned everything before coming here. He planned to beat Mo Buxiu up. However, he didn't expect that the plan would not change quickly enough and he was beaten up by Mo Buxiu instead.
Fortunately, in the end Mo Buxiu got beaten up, so he didn't care about anything anymore.
Lu Bei didn't want to argue, but Mo Buxiu was still unconvinced and said in a muffled voice, "My dear disciple, how come... how come you haven't been so eloquent in a few years?"
"It's not bad, just some boxing and kicking skills, just farm tricks, not as good as you, Master. You are the master of Huangquan Dao!"
"Stop talking nonsense and tell the truth. What opportunities have you encountered in the human world?"
"That starts from when Senior Sister Bai took me away from Sanqing Peak..."
Lu Bei recalled the past and picked out some things he was proud of and told them: "I worshipped a godmother, joined the Xuanyin Division, became a purple guard wearing dog skins, and from then on I ate the emperor's food. I plundered the people's wealth and robbed the houses of anyone I disliked, and took back any beautiful person to Sanqing Peak to be my chief wife..."
"How ridiculous that the remnants of the Qing Gan clan dared to snatch food from my disciple's bowl. Bah, I'll give them face and kill them. I'll root them out and not leave a single one alive..."
"My disciple relied on his exquisite boxing skills to seize the position of the leader of the Tianjian Sect, and made everyone in Wu Zhou feel insecure. At that time in Wu Zhou, I was the king of law. After destroying Wu Zhou, my disciple went to Xiong Chu and Xuan Long..."
"Later, the disciple joined another evil force. Because of his shamelessness and cruelty, he rose to prominence and was appreciated by the leader..."
"During this period, I endured it and quietly accumulated my own assets. I first conquered the Far West, and then killed my way through the Ten Thousand Monsters Country. I endured hardships for a whole year..."
"How ridiculous that little Yinglong boy is! He doesn't even know his own worth. He really thought I was loyal to him. Later, he realized something was wrong, but it was too late. My disciple had grown strong and killed him with one punch."
"My disciple, I became invincible without paying attention. There is no one to fight me in the world. I came to the underworld with nowhere else to go."
“Hehehehe—”
The above is not Lu Bei’s original words. The original words are too embellished, as if they were from another story with another protagonist. I have revised them here to make them more in line with the facts.
Mo Buxiu turned around and saw two dark nostrils. He shook his head and said, "So it really is you."
"What is true or false? Who is the master talking about?"
"The information that I got from the Human King Dao Master said that there was a man named Lu Bei who tore up the Heavenly Book and killed the reincarnation of the Great Heavenly Venerable on the day when the world changed drastically."
Mo Buxiu said with a dull look, "When I heard Lu Bei's name, I thought it was a homonym and didn't think much of you. I never expected that it was really you."
“There’s nothing I can do. My disciple has unparalleled talent. Apart from being invincible in this life, there’s nothing I can’t do!” Lu Bei waved his hand modestly.
"… "
Mo Buxiu was speechless. Compared to the pretty boy who peeked out from the crowd when he first met Lu Bei, his current disciple was much more annoying.
"Master, what do you mean by coming here with your head covered? Do you want to beat up your disciple?"
"No, I just want to give you some pointers to see how your cultivation is now."
Mo Buxiu secretly thought it was bad luck, he had no idea that Lu Bei would be so fast, in less than four years, he became invincible in the world, even the Heaven had to avoid him.
Just as Lu Bei guessed, because of the three words "Tianjian Sect", Mo Buxiu, the master of the Iron Sword Sect, felt a sense of it. After investigating with his divine sense, he saw Lu Bei and Su Chenjian flying across the sky with their swords.
The master was so overjoyed that he became addicted and couldn't stop.
Mo Buxiu always regretted that he had not been able to teach a disciple himself when he was in the human world, but it should not be too late to pick it up now.
If he showed his true face and sparred with his disciple, he would not be able to test his disciple's strength, and the master's prestige as a master would not be established either. That's why he covered his face and forced his disciple to go all out by attacking him.
He calculated the beginning but not the end. His master was bruised and battered, and his dignity was destroyed. He was afraid that he would never be able to stand up again in the future.
So, why is this happening? It hasn’t even been four years!
Mo Buxiu was in a depressed mood, and the iron sword in his hand had no effect at all. He stood on the top of the mountain with one hand behind his back, trying to regain some of the demeanor of a strong man, but his melancholy was written all over his face, and his will was visibly depressed.
Cultivating immortals is like this. Pretending to be cool has risks. If you don’t have the ability to be invincible for the rest of your life, it’s best not to pretend to be cool. If you’re not careful, you’ll end up in big trouble.
"By the way, Master, how did you become the master of the Iron Sword Dao, and also learned the special skills of the Abandoned Sutra? What's going on?"
Lu Bei was surprised and said, "With your aptitude and understanding, it's hard for you to even carry my shoes. You wouldn't be able to reach your current level in 400 years, let alone four years. If you are threatened by Qilijing, just blink and I will help you get justice and ask him to be gentle when he bullies you."
At first, Lu Bei believed Gu Changqing's gossip and thought that the Master of the Iron Sword was an incarnation of Qili Jing. He had a preconceived notion and never associated it with Mo Buxiu.
Now it seems that although Mo Buxiu is the Master of Iron Sword, he is not the incarnation of Qi Li Jing's will, nor is he the incarnation of Xiao Ji and Xiao Ying. He suddenly became the Master of Iron Sword and learned the bottomless pit of the 'Immortal Fate Disk'. It must be that Qi Li Jing did something about it.
Good man, you caught a master and apprentice in a trap. If you have the ability, change someone else!
"What are you talking about? My master's understanding is excellent, and he is also first-class in the world."
Mo Bu Xiuqi blushed, and then told the truth: "My master cultivated to the Mahayana stage in the human world. A gravekeeper monk came to me and was willing to provide a passage to ascend. He was arrogant and didn't seem like a good person. My master refused on the spot and used his demon body to escape..."
Mo Buxiu recounted his last time on earth. It was not as eventful as Lu Bei's, but it was still more eventful than an ordinary Mahayana period.
This fellow worked underground all year round, so it was only a matter of time before he met the gravekeeper. Relying on the magical power of the Golden-winged Roc's bloodline, he repeatedly escaped the gravekeeper's pursuit and blockade. Because of the alias of the old demon Yunpeng, no one knew his specific name.
Later, he entered the underworld, where he was unfamiliar with the place, and went to the Iron Sword Country to seek refuge with Qili Jing. He was a third-generation disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and a sword cultivator inheritor of the Tianjian Sect. He claimed that there was nothing wrong with Qili Jing's disciples.
Then bad things happened. He was noticed by Qi Li Jing inexplicably, and the latter gave him the immortal life disk. He replaced his predecessor and became the new master of the Iron Sword.
"So, this is your true face, Master?"
"Well, how can I show my true face when I travel around the world?"
"reasonable!"
Lu Bei nodded seriously. As expected of his master, he followed his father in being cautious and careful.
I used to find it strange that Mo Buxiu's cultivation level was far above that of his fellow brothers and sisters. Lin Buyan, Lu Buwang and others were still as charming and elegant as ever, but Mo Buxiu looked old and frail. It was true that he had put on a fake face.
"That's great. Master, you didn't reveal your true face when you accepted me as your disciple." Lu Bei said faintly.
Mo Buxiu was choked and said awkwardly, "Don't be upset, my dear disciple. I have been traveling for many years. Although I don't have many enemies, I do owe a lot of debts. If someone finds out something, the debt will inevitably fall on you. I don't reveal my true face to protect you."
To be honest, I didn't expect Lu Bei to grow so fast and set foot on the road to the underworld so soon, and as an invincible person in his life.
Except for the fact that it's too crooked, everything else is good.
The more Mo Buxiu thought about it, the more proud he became: "As expected of a master, you have made no omissions and I picked you out of the crowd at first sight."
Come on, even without you, I'm still invincible!
Lu Bei rolled his eyes. He was well aware of Mo Buxiu's meticulous planning, but he had never gotten it right once, causing him to jump to the map several times, and each time he was in a hurry as if he was rushing to a place.
Having said that, without Mo Buxiu, Lu Bei would not be destined to be with Lingxiao Sword Sect, would not have met Bai Jin, and would not have had encounters with Zhan Hongqu, Zhu Qilan, and Taifu.
Although they were in the same Wu Zhou Dynasty, it was only a matter of time before they met, but without chance and coincidence, fate would change drastically, and his relationship with these women would also change accordingly.
Just like the empress Gu Changqing before, she just said "Wow, what a beauty", and then nothing happened.
For the sake of the wings, Lu Bei admitted that Mo Buxiu was a good master, and...
The Shuangxuanbaotu is really good. Without this map, the wings would never have the possibility of falling into evil. If Lu Bei is given another chance to choose, he will still worship Mo Buxiu as his master.
Master, please accept my disciple’s greetings!
“Ahem!!”
Hearing a light cough from a distance, Lu Bei immediately understood.
Mo Buxiu took a look and saw that Huang Xiao was dignified and generous, with extraordinary manners. Whether it was her appearance, temperament, or strength, she was impeccable. He was immediately delighted: "My disciple has good taste. Remember, you are very lucky to be favored by this Taoist companion. You must never let her down in the future."
"Master, don't talk nonsense. Brother Xiao is your disciple's mother-in-law."
"Ah, this..."
Mo Buxiu was dumbfounded. Brother, mother-in-law, what a mess! Why couldn't he figure out this problem
Are they really not a dual cultivation partner
"My fellow Taoists are all in the human world. In addition to Senior Sister Bai, there is also Senior Sister Zhan, the daughter of Zhan Lexian, the eldest princess of Wu Zhou, the current imperial tutor, and..."
A list of names came down in a flash, the main one being the blessing of riding someone. Mo Buxiu was speechless after hearing this. He himself was not interested in women and had no idea where Lu Bei's happiness came from.
Fortunately, he was not interested in women, so the Shuangxuanbaotu was useless. Otherwise, Lu Bei would not have had a happy life.
“Ahem!”
"Master, I have something to ask you."
Lu Bei took two steps forward, hooked his arm around Mo Buxiu's shoulder like a good brother, and said in a voice transmission: "The Great Desolate Demon Creation Secret Record that you passed on to my disciple involves a great cause and effect. Tell me the truth, where did you get it from?"
"It's just an exploration of an underground palace, not even a secret realm. I am quite surprised that you can obtain this technique." Mo Buxiu replied in a solemn voice.
When I was young and ignorant, I only knew that the Secret Record of the Great Wilderness's Monster Creation was very powerful. Later, after thinking about it again and again, I always felt that there was another hidden story. After arriving in the Underworld, the more I thought about it, the more it seemed wrong.
If the guess was correct, he was being used as a pawn.
Which move is it...
Mo Buxiu looked at Lu Bei and said, "My dear disciple, your invincibility in this life is quite telling. I am afraid that the cause and effect of my master's obtaining the Great Wilderness Demon Creation Secret Record must be due to you."
"… "
Lu Bei frowned. The origins of the Great Wilderness Secret Record of Demon Creation, the Demon Slaying Sutra, the Great Void Wordless Heart Sutra, the Immortal Sword Sutra, and even the three levels of the demon bloodline in the Demon Creation Tower were all too strange, which made him quite unhappy.
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Be humble.
Lu Bei felt like he was a chessboard. Although he wasn't wearing any mesh stockings, his body was covered with chess pieces. The worst thing was that there was more than one chess player playing chess on him.
The known ones include Qilijing, Datianzun, and Tiandao, and the unknown ones...
Because it was unknown, he didn't know for sure and guessed that Tai Su was also involved.
Combining the three sources of Taoism, magic and monsters in one, what kind of ultimate patchwork monster is this
Lu Bei complained about his ill-fated life. He was just a child, but he had to bear a burden that no life could bear. What did those immortal monsters see in him? Couldn't he change it
If it's just lust, then forget it.
When it’s time to play chess, play chess. When it’s time to calculate, calculate. As long as everyone is happy, he doesn’t really care.
Lu Bei was feeling depressed, and when Huang Xiao sent him a message to ask about her, he was too lazy to pay attention to her and directly put her on the blacklist.
If you have anything to say, come to his room tonight. There's plenty of time.
"There is one more thing that I must warn you about."
Mo Buxiu transmitted a message to Lu Bei: "My dear disciple, with your talent and understanding, you must have already felt that the laws of the underworld are different from those of the human world. It will also have an impact on us who ascend, more or less, but no one is immune."
Lu Bei nodded. It did have an impact. Ever since he came to the underworld, his lustful heart had been stirring and his entire desire had been magnified.
The same goes for Huang Xiao, who is far less reserved than people in the human world and seems to be somewhat self-degrading.
It’s terrifying to think about it. Tai Su’s abstinence from sex may also be due to the underworld.
"Master, have you changed at all?"
"There are some, such as memory. I feel as if I have lost something in my brain. It may also be that my memory has been changed. I have no way to find out. I can only say it is a feeling."
Mo Buxiu frowned and said, "The key is the change in temperament. As one of the Nine Paths of Huangquan, I can ensure my own safety. You are different. Be careful and don't be led by the nose by the big change."
"My disciple saves it."
Lu Bei nodded. Like the empress, he turned around and left when he sensed something was wrong. Even though he knew that Taoist Master Qian Yuan was also a beauty, he still chose to avoid her.
As for memory, as Mo Buxiu said, there was no place to check it. He didn't know what he had forgotten or what had been tampered with.
"Master, those who ascend will change to some extent, but the nine Taoist masters are not among them. Do you have any explanation?" Lu Bei grasped the key words accurately.
"That's a big statement."
Mo Buxiu smiled bitterly. When he first became the Iron Sword Master, he thought it was a great opportunity sent from heaven and was happy for a long time. Later, he realized that the fortunes and misfortunes of the nine masters were interdependent. With great fortune came great responsibilities.
Among the three realms, the fairyland has been shattered and the laws of the human world are incomplete. The only thing that allows the underworld to remain safe and sound is the Nine Paths of the Underworld.
The nine Taoist masters are the gods of the Yellow Springs Realm, and they are also the nine pillars of the Yellow Springs Realm.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Nine Paths of Huangquan are the strongest ones, and getting one of them means great fortune.
Only the nine Dao Lords know the actual situation. They are the product of raising Gu, and together with all the cultivators in the Yellow Spring Realm, they support this gradually withering world.
The Underworld is degenerating and weakening every day. Although it is not obvious, the decline accumulated over time is absolutely shocking.
Mo Buxiu told Lu Bei that everything was related to the destruction of the Heavenly Book. The three realms were closely related. As the highest realm, the destruction of the Fairyland had a serious impact on the Underworld. Order no longer existed, and the decline of the Underworld was inevitable and irreversible.
The Nine Daos of Huangquan can only prolong this decline cycle but cannot make it eternal. As for whether the decline will be followed by a rebound, the nine Dao masters are unable to estimate.
It is the responsibility of the nine Taoist masters to support the Yellow Spring Realm, but the Yellow Spring Realm is ruthless and demands the best, so the Taoist masters can be challenged and replaced.
At the same time, the Huangquan Realm will also reward the nine Taoist masters who have made outstanding contributions, and grant them many magical powers, making them god-like beings with strength and cultivation far exceeding that of ordinary cultivators.
Of course, the Underworld rewards all the cultivators who have made contributions. Since the nine Taoist masters have forcibly carved out their own positions, the rewards fall on them.
There are advantages and disadvantages.
Mo Buxiu told Lu Bei very bluntly that his master was afraid that his disciple would get hurt and did not use his full strength, otherwise he would not have been defeated so easily.
Lu Bei was also very straightforward, like everyone else, and he made it seem like he had given it his all.
"So, Qili Jing is not the Dao master, and neither is Tai Su. They control one Dao, but let their subordinates take the blame."
Lu Bei suddenly realized, and finally understood the whole cause and effect. No wonder Tai Su had been a dead homebody for thousands of years, and turned from a three-legged golden crow into a cowardly old turtle. He did not unify the nine paths, but only occupied one of them, because it was useless to occupy it, as the nine paths could not be unified at all.
The Underworld must have nine Taoist masters, and stuffing nine of our own people in there would be a thankless task.
"Then what good is Master Huangquan? If it's just great magical powers, it doesn't seem to have much appeal!"
“The benefits are huge.”
Mo Buxiu looked around and whispered to Lu Bei, "After the great changes in the world, the Nine Daos were directly deified and are no longer under the control of the Great Celestial Venerable..."
"Be more specific."
"It's a sinecure with a lot of benefits, just obey orders but not announcements."
I see. It's the same treatment as Yang Jian who became a god in the flesh in the Investiture of the Gods.
Considering that the Yellow Spring Realm was once the place of reincarnation, the nine Taoist masters were like the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors, who held real power and absolute autonomy.
So the question is, where is Emperor Yin
There are the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Kings. At least there must be a King of Fengdu above them, or the Lord of Mount Tai will do. Anyway, their powers are seriously overlapping.
Lu Bei touched his chin. It sounded like the Ninth Dao Master was indeed a good choice. No wonder Xiao Ji and Xiao Ying wanted to get involved. It made him, Lu, tempted.
But!
Qili Jing and Tai Su were both unwilling to condescend, so naturally he, who was of the same level, could not condescend either. It would be better if he did not want to be the master of the Ninth Path!
Having said that, Lu Bei looked at Jiang Suxin and gave her a meaningful smile.
Xiao Jiang, your leader is very optimistic about you!
Lu Bei had completely given up on being the leader of the Dao. He wanted to learn Tai Su and Qi Li Jing and support someone of his own to take the position. He continued to ask, "Master, where is Qi Li Jing? Is he the leader of the Iron Sword Kingdom?"
"No, the Iron Sword King is named Ge Taolin. The Changchong Sword Song inherited by the Lingxiao Sword Sect was written by him. So, he has a lot to do with you and me."
Mo Buxiu said, "As for the Immortal Sword Master, he is not in the Iron Sword Country. I have only seen him once. He comes and goes without a trace. If you want to find him, I'm afraid you can only go to the Ten Thousand Demons Country and ask the Demon King for his exact location."
The only one who can talk to Yishi Wudi is Yishi Wudi, no one else is qualified. If you want to find Qili Jing, you must find Taisu, it is that simple.
Lu Bei had a look of disgust on his face. Why was he looking for Tai Su? He must be crazy to go to such a thing that is despised by everyone and everyone.
Suddenly, Lu Bei thought of something. From the perspective of being invincible, since the Iron Sword King did not abandon the Scripture, then...
The current King of Ten Thousand Demons is too plain. Is he really too plain
Following this line of thought, Lu Bei's eyes lit up. Screw the Demonic Kingdom. He changed his route and headed to the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom next.
Tomorrow, no, at the latest the day after tomorrow, the second generation Demon King will arrive at his loyal Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.
"Master, what kind of bird demon is the Heavenly Demon Taoist Master? Is his true form a phoenix?"
Lu Bei was planning his strategy, thinking that he had seen through Tai Su's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. The Heavenly Demon Taoist Master was Huang Xiao's father Feng Wu. If not, he would touch Huang Xiao on the spot...
"No, it's a Gu Diao."
"I see... It's just as I expected."
As expected of the first generation Demon Huang, he is still so unpredictable and his thoughts are so hard to guess.
Lu Bei scratched his head. What kind of bird is the Gu Diao? It actually could have achieved the high position of the Lord of the Nine Paths. It must be too shameful for his ancestors!
When he thought of the current Gu Diao King Gu Xu, he secretly cursed him for being unlucky and a fool, and became more determined not to be the Lord of the Nine Paths.
But then again, although Gu Xu is a fool, his sister Gu Mi, his exclusive mount in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, is definitely a rare beauty, with that figure, that...
Lu Bei shook his head repeatedly to dispel the strange thoughts in his mind. There must be something wrong with the Netherworld. It always wanted to drag him into the abyss of Slaanesh, and from then on, he would be surrounded by them and indulged in it, unable to extricate himself.
How can it be what you wish!
Lu Bei inquired about the situation of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom in the Yellow Springs Realm, and guessed that the current Tai Su was definitely not the original bird. In all likelihood, like Qi Li Jing, it had hidden in a corner of the Yellow Springs Realm.
Why hide...
Lu Bei was lacking in information, and out of curiosity, he wanted to go to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters even more.
He acted immediately and invited Mo Buxiu to go to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. It would be best if there was a war between the two sides so that he could take advantage of the situation.
How could Mo Buxiu agree to him? This was not the way he loved his disciple. Although he was the master of the Iron Sword, he admired Tai Su's invincible fist very much. He would never cause trouble in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons no matter what.
However, he could give Lu Bei a ride. With the authority of one of the Nine Dao Lords, he could travel freely in the Yellow Springs Realm. With a thought, he could use the great teleportation ability to directly reach the capital of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.
Lu Bei's eyes lit up, and he didn't rush to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters: "Master, let's go to your lair. I've fallen in love with reading recently. You are the god of a country, so you must have a lot of books."
"good."
…
The camera turned, and Mo Buxiu brought Lu Bei and others to the capital of the Iron Sword Kingdom. As the master of the Iron Sword Sect, he was not arrogant. Unlike the other nine masters, he had a villa in the imperial city, where he studied the laws of heaven and earth on the Immortal Fate Plate day and night.
The Immortal Life Plate was bestowed by the Abandonment Sutra. It was not something that belonged to Mo Bu Xiu and would be taken back sooner or later. During this period, how much Mo Bu Xiu could learn depended entirely on his own luck.
Lu Bei also wanted to learn, but the Immortal Fate Plate was a pitfall. The more he learned, the happier Qi Li Jing was.
He decisively abandoned it and went into the imperial armory to read a lot of books and classics.
Huang Xiao followed Lu Bei, but his voice transmission was rejected. His mother-in-law was unhappy and stared at Lu Bei with a cold face.
"Don't look at it, don't look at it. If you have time to look at me, you might as well read more books."
Lu Bei waved his hands. Seeing that Huang Xiao was still indifferent, he could only send a voice message to inform him, "The Secret Record of the Great Wilderness's Evolution of Monsters has little to do with my master. The problem lies with me. Someone is using me as a pawn."
There was a lot of helplessness and self-mockery in his words, which made Huang Xiao feel uncomfortable. He encouraged him, "Your Majesty is invincible in this lifetime, and your talent and understanding are rare in the past and present. Using you as a pawn will only bring you trouble."
"Maybe..."
Lu Bei shook his head slightly: "Who knows, my understanding may also be a pawn, everything is under the control of the other party, but I don't even know who he is."
The topic was a bit heavy. Seeing Lu Bei's lonely face, Huang Xiao couldn't bear it and took the initiative to ask for dual cultivation as an encouragement to him.
Lu Bei was reluctant to do so. Without his personal panel, he knew the pleasure of dual cultivation. If he did it too often, he would become distracted and unable to control himself.
In the human world, he can still be clear-headed, but in the underworld, there is no guarantee that accidents will not happen.
"His Majesty?"
"Okay, but this is really the last time."
Lu Bei spoke earnestly, but Huang Xiao didn't take him seriously. He had heard so many lies that he treated all the sudden heartfelt words as lies.
The spirits of the man and the bird merged, and the two phoenix fires merged to forge the body of the golden-winged Roc monster, causing it to gradually evolve into a phoenix.
Because he borrowed too much from Huang Xiao, Lu Bei's phoenix retained a lot of the Golden Winged Roc's features, such as the ferocious bird head and the sturdy physique, but its gorgeousness was definitely carved from the same mold as Huang Xiao.
From a certain perspective, it can be said to be the product of the combined efforts of the two.
"Brother Xiao, I found our father, ugh, I found the old man, Grandpa."
The soul transmitted the message, and Huang Xiao's body, lying in Lu Bei's arms, trembled slightly, and he asked hurriedly in joy.
Lu Bei was also unambiguous and said bluntly that if he guessed correctly, the current King of Ten Thousand Monsters, Tai Su, was Huang Xiao's father, Feng Wu.
This can explain why Tai Su tolerated a Gu Diao riding on his head, and also explain why Tai Su's temperament suddenly changed and why there was no evil woman like Se Se in his harem.
Hearing this, Huang Xiao was quite hesitant. She knew that Lu Bei was very afraid of Tai Su. Once the two demon kings met, there was a high probability that they would fight to the death on the spot because of the repulsion between the same sex.
She wanted to see her father, but she didn't want two generations of Demon Kings to meet directly, so she was hesitant for a moment.
"I will send you to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters. If that Tai Su is indeed Taigong, you will stay in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters. I will fulfill my promise and give you a way out." Lu Bei said in a deep voice. It was really the last time.
When the Golden-Winged Dapeng is promoted to a Phoenix in the future, he will perfect it by practicing the Yellow Spring Law without the help of Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao felt complicated, and after a while, he hummed in agreement.
Well, she also felt that it was inappropriate now, and she should make a decisive decision to avoid committing a serious sin.
…
Half a month later, Lu Bei's Golden Winged Dapeng's promotion efficiency was gratifying. In addition to Huang Xiao's unremitting assistance, it was also due to his own understanding.
The more and more comprehensive the Yellow Spring Laws one learns, the faster the Golden-Winged Dapeng will change. If this continues, there will be no need for Huang Xiao anymore.
He drew the starlight and set up a star formation to protect Huang Xiao. His soul told him that he was going on a long journey and asked Huang Xiao to hurry up and digest the Yuanshi Shangqi. When he came back, they would set off for the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.
Huang Xiao nodded silently, always feeling that something was missing. When he ended the dual cultivation, it seemed that there was another step.
Oh my god, the second generation Demon King, like the first generation Demon King, abstained from sex after arriving in the underworld!
In the imperial palace courtyard, Mo Buxiu looked at his beloved disciple in silence. The overly complicated relationship between the Taoist couple made him feel entangled and confused. He wanted to give him some advice but was persuaded by Jiang Suxin who was beside him.
Never mind, just watch the show!
That makes sense. From a passerby's perspective, the scene immediately became exciting.
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Mo Buxiu found the fun and, following his apprentice's request, took a step forward and arrived at the capital of the Demonic Kingdom.
Jiang Suxin also travelled with them.
Lu Bei clearly told the other party that the first step to being his dog was to be a Nine Dao Master, otherwise it would be too cheap and would be a disgrace to the owner.
Mo Bu Xiu: (=_=)
There's something wrong with what I said, I feel like I'm being filial.
The Demonic Kingdom and the Iron Sword Kingdom are neighbors. Due to the rules of the Underworld, there are rarely fights between countries, and they basically never interact with each other. The grudges between the Taoist masters are limited to between the Taoist masters, and national wars rarely break out.
War is meaningless.
It seems that Taisu, when he first came, beat all nine Taoist masters. After making the rules clear, he only kept one to allow his lackey to sit firmly.
The same is true for abandoning the scriptures. The purpose is stronger than Tai Su. Once you have one scripture in hand, you don't care about anything else.
Mo Buxiu has been the leader of the Iron Sword Sect for only a few years. He is a low-key person and few people know that the leader has changed. Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in the Iron Sword Kingdom are still unaware of this, let alone the Heavenly Demon Kingdom.
Except for the King and the Taoist Master, everyone thought that the Taoist Master Tiejian was still the same as before.
The capital of the Demonic Kingdom covers a huge area, which is the unified style of the Underworld, and perfectly caters to the aesthetics of the two generations of demon kings that "bigger is better, bigger is justice".
In the underworld, there is no need to build wonders because there are wonders everywhere.
It is like the Demonic Tower of Babel in front of us, which has a total of 999 floors from bottom to top. Each floor is a realm, and each realm is as big as a mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru. It was created by the Demon Lord and is the supreme holy place of the Demonic Kingdom.
The Demon Lord is located at the top floor of the Tower of Babel. If you want to see her, you must defeat the challengers one level at a time. The Demon Lord, who is on the 998th floor, has not been defeated in 3,000 years.
"He has never been defeated in three thousand years, which means he has never been beaten by the Qili Sutra. He is just an ordinary person."
Lu Bei looked up at the tall tower, thinking about buying one in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons on earth. But he thought better of it. A cornered rabbit will bite. If the Eight Kings were asked to pay so much money at once, they would definitely rebel.
In the past, there were panels, and the more rebellion the better. Now, fighting is not profitable, and peace is the most important thing.
"Which level do you want to start from?"
Mo Buxiu smiled and said that he had lost face before and finally found a chance to show off his skills.
"Let's start with the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom. I'm impatient and I like to be treated warmly. It's not my style to attack him layer by layer."
Lu Bei glanced at Mo Buxiu and continued, "Besides, what is the status of the Heavenly Demon Sect Master? I am already giving her a huge honor by coming here."
Mo Buxiu felt that he was asking for trouble, so he cursed him as a traitor inwardly. He waved his hand to open the space in front of him, and jumped in with Lu Bei and Jiang Suxin.
The Demonic Tower of Babel has nine hundred and ninety-eight floors.
The sky and the earth are clear, the sun and the moon rotate, and between the vast heaven and earth, there is not a single evil thought or impurity.
Mo Buxiu summoned a gauze-shaped figure with a sword wrapped around his head, wantonly releasing the pressure of the Lord of One Path, impacting the upper limit of this realm, and greeting the Lord of the Heavenly Demon on the rooftop like knocking on the door.
The provocation was so strong that it soon attracted the leader of the Demon Kingdom who was stationed on this floor.
The Lord of the Demonic Kingdom is a man with an elegant face and graceful manners, a truly first-class handsome man.
Seeing Mo Buxiu, he showed some surprise and bowed: "What a majestic appearance! It turns out that it is the Taoist master Tiejian who has come in person. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I hope the Taoist master will forgive me."
"No problem, I came here uninvited."
Mo Buxiu had been the Taoist master for several years, and he had a firm grasp of the authority of a strong man. This made Lu Bei feel uncomfortable all over. When he thought of the old man who used to talk nonsense, he felt uncomfortable psychologically.
It was so handsome. He preferred the master who had his body buried in the ground, so he could look forward to the feast.
"I am so brave, I wonder why the Lord is visiting me today?"
"A small death."
Lu Bei took over the topic and pointed at Jiang Suxin and said, "My brother wants to become the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I would like to ask the Lord to help us enter the highest level. Don't worry, this favor will not be in vain. After the world changes, you will still be the ruler of the Heavenly Demon Nation."
The King's face turned cold, and he frowned and said, "This brother has average cultivation, even worse than me. How can he challenge the position of the Taoist Master? Don't joke around, leave quickly, and don't bring shame upon yourself!"
"Your Majesty has misunderstood. I was the one who challenged the Demon Lord. After I won, he became the Lord." Lu Bei explained kindly.
The face of the Lord of the Demonic Kingdom became even colder. He glanced at Mo Buxiu and saw him retreat a few steps. He understood what was happening and said calmly, "You are so arrogant. If that's the case, I will test your magical powers."
"That's just what it should be!"
boom!!!
Demonic energy rose to the sky, the sky suddenly darkened, the heaven and earth were covered with a heavy layer of demonic thoughts, and the rotation of the sun and the moon suddenly lost its order.
The king has all the evil thoughts in the world in one body. He has extraordinary supernatural powers, great magic power and great perseverance. It seems that he has found the way to a higher level. He has succeeded and his future achievements are limitless.
Lu Bei was delighted to see the prey, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and stepped out.
When the punch was thrown, the sky and the earth turned upside down. The vast evil thoughts were cleared in an instant, and the entire 998th floor was in chaos.
Looking from outside the tower, three sides of the eight-sided pagoda were destroyed, dust was rising, this layer of the formation was destroyed, the Sumeru mustard seed was no longer there, and the space suddenly returned to its original state.
The king lay on the ground with his eyes rolled back, one of his cheeks bulging high, and his legs twitching occasionally.
Facts have proved that the posture of a strong man falling down is not much different from that of an ordinary person. Just like the screen image of a man who cannot fall even after death and the fact that a master must be handsome, they are all wishful thinking of ordinary people.
The king fell down with one punch, which made Jiang Suxin feel very uncomfortable.
The Lord of the Demonic Kingdom is undoubtedly a strong man, but it is a pity that in the face of the invincible in this life, a strong man can only be invincible in this life.
Sigh, sigh, after thousands of words...
He was narrow-minded before. What's wrong with being a dog
"Xiao Jiang, what are you posing for? Come over here quickly."
Lu Bei stood at the stairs and told Jiang Suxin to stop being dazed, saying that she was about to become the Lord of the Demonic Sect, and it was right for her to hurry up and release a new episode.
The fans are so anxious!
The Demonic Tower of Babel, the 999th floor.
The sky was shrouded in a lingering black fog. Amidst the rolling dark clouds, a huge blood eye surrounded a vortex. The sky was overcast and rainy, and the bloody rain made the world dark and shrouded in a layer of red evil spirit.
There is only one character difference between the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Dao and the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, and the difference of one character is as huge as the gap between heaven and earth.
Lu Bei smelled the smell of blood in the air and thought to himself that it was true. Although it was illusory, it had reached the pinnacle and he had already touched the essence of Buddhism.
Golden light flickered in his eyes as he looked towards the vortex blood eye.
What comes into view is a witch who is a hundred feet tall, bathing naked in a pool of blood. She has black hair, rosy cheeks, apricot face, and a pretty red lips. Her beautiful eyes, half-opened, are filled with lazy charm.
She scooped up the blood with both hands and let the filth flow through her body. Her perfect body was enlarged in proportion, and the mountains and valleys were all radiant.
Being in the filth of a pool of blood, he is not stained by the filth at all; the blood flows like a flawless jade, without leaving any trace of bright red.
Blood and beauty, blood pool and white jade, under the strong visual conflict, the Lord of the Demonic Dao appears extremely holy.
Lu Bei blinked and tugged at Jiang Suxin's sleeve: "Don't look at it, your mouth is watering. I want her book tonight."
Jiang Suxin turned her head to look aside. This was the only thing she could not obey. What he pursued was art, the pinnacle of painting, not the filthy and vulgar thing. Please don't blaspheme his art.
Among the three people, only Jiang Suxin saw the dirty blood and the beauty. In the eyes of Lu Bei and Mo Buxiu, the Dharma image of the Heavenly Demon Lord was all false.
There is no saintliness that leads to depravity, only a plump woman with a graceful figure and cloud-like hair in a palace dress.
She sat upright on the dark throne. The neckline of her palace dress was very low, revealing her shoulders. Her two long pink and white legs were overlapped. On her seductive face, her purple eyes flickered and she had a faint smile with an ambiguous meaning.
The demon lord bewitches all living beings.
But for a demon cultivator, this modified palace dress was obviously too conservative.
"Master Tiejian, you and I started fighting when we first met. This makes me feel helpless. I wonder what price I have to pay to make you stop fighting and return home?"
The witch's red lips opened and closed, her pearly teeth exuded fragrance, and her charm had reached perfection.
They can all compete with Lu Bei.
Speaking of which, Tai Su is also an expert in this field. When the vixen saw him, her legs trembled. She looked at Tai Su from afar and couldn't control herself.
The obscene sounds made Lu Bei's mouth dry. He had a lot on his mind and a lot of waste. He could not bear it any longer and rushed out with a low roar.
The fist pressed down across the air, shattering the void and causing countless vibrations.
Under the strong pressure, the face of the Demon Lord suddenly changed. He never expected that the pretty boy who was most bewitched by her charm could have such powerful magical powers.
Her figure faded in an instant, and high above the sky, a pool of blood collapsed, and an endless blood rain between reality and illusion poured down like a waterfall.
In the midst of the scarlet pouring rain, a white jade arm slowly pressed down, and infinite power gathered in a delicate and white jade finger, which swelled in the wind. Just one finger was a thousand feet in size.
"Little Doyle!"
Lu Bei raised his hand and clapped his forehead. The Eclipse Demon Buddha stepped on the red lotus and pushed away the endless dark clouds with both hands, as if he was lifting a curtain, and strode towards the witch's image on the clouds.
"Don't try to be so violent, witch! Now let's see how powerful the pestle of Pin Tu is!"
“Hehehehe—”