Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Samsara Peak, back mountain, ancient sacred tree.

It was a quiet afternoon, and hundreds of gray-haired monkeys, like every other day, were playing their favorite war games on the huge sacred tree.

Fifteen years ago, the two armies faced off with Ye Xiaochuan. After losing the battle, the shameless little monkey king pulled a female monkey to show off his sex. Now his status in the monkey group has been replaced by other young monkeys. They were gradually replaced by the strong gray monkeys.

Now the monkey group is divided into two camps. In order to become leading cadres, the two generations of monkey kings, old and new, fight in the trees all day long.

For thousands of years, the only thing that hasn't changed here is the old white-haired monkey, the eight-armed ape Little Grandpa. To be honest, Xiaotu's age is not too old for the demon clan. The eight-armed ape raised by Su Qinglian more than 6,000 years ago is about the same age as the nine-tailed celestial fox demon Xiaofu, but compared to the one in the ancestor's ancestral hall. That old vixen, demon and fish, is over 6,000 years old

Xiaotu can only be regarded as a young and strong ape.

As the ancestor of this group of monkeys, Xiaotu didn't care at all about the messy situation on the Ancient Sacred Tree in recent years.

Over six thousand years, it has long looked down upon all of this.

Now it has forgotten the appearance of its old master Su Qinglian. The only thing it can remember is the exciting deeds when it followed its master Su Qinglian to stir up the world.

It was lying on a huge tree trunk, and there were several sensible little monkeys beside it, peeling bananas for the ancestor. There were two little monkeys who loved to flatter the ancestor, and they were enthusiastically squeezing the ancestor's shoulders and patting his back.

Xiaotu was the dominant one in the 800-mile Cangyun Mountain. Although he had never left Cangyun Mountain in the past six thousand years, he lived a very comfortable life.

"It turns out there is an eight-armed ape in the world!"

A strange voice suddenly sounded in Xiaotu's mind.

Although it looked old, as a rare alien species, its combat power was extraordinary. It immediately stood up like a human, beating its chest with its long arms, and let out a loud roar.

There is a poem that goes: "The Badong Three Gorges and the Wu Gorge are long, and the apes cry three times and shed tears on their clothes."

The roar of the old ape and the lamentation of thousands of horses are the most sad sounds in this world.

There is no sadness in Xiaotu's ape call, and the sound shakes the surroundings like thunder.

Xiaotu felt an unprecedented crisis. With this roar, the white and old body quickly expanded and grew, and three pairs of giant arms unexpectedly appeared under his armpits.

Originally an honest and humble old monkey with white hair, only five feet tall, he quickly turned into a giant white ape with a height of over ten feet and waving eight giant arms.

The two armies of gray-haired monkeys that were fighting illegally on the ancient sacred tree also dispersed with their tails between their legs and hid in the small tree holes.

"Good fighting ability."

The voice sounded again, with a hint of joking, as if it did not take the transformed eight-armed ape into consideration.

Xiaotu's burning eyes looked around, trying to find the person who spoke in secret.

However, no matter how hard it searched, it could not find any trace of the other party.

This caused Xiaotu to go berserk, with his huge body flying back and forth on the ancient sacred tree, almost tearing the ancient sacred tree to pieces. At this moment, an old man holding a worn-out broom landed next to Xiaotu. He stood upright slowly with his hunched body. His withered palm gently stroked Xiaotu's long white hair, and then he pulled the angry head away. The eight-armed ape comforted him

Come.

The old man's eyes were like lightning, he glanced around, and said hoarsely: "What a powerful spirit! The eight-armed ape is not a vicious beast. You are so famous, why do you need to anger it so much?"

The voice said: "Do you know who I am?"

The old man said: "There is no way in the Three Realms that anyone with such strong spiritual power as you is a human being. You should be the legendary Nightmare Beast, the first of the top ten ancient magical beasts in the world."

"You really know me. It's amazing. It's amazing. Little girl, your cultivation is a bit strange. Why can't I explore your sea of ​​memory?"

The troublemaker is naturally the Nightmare Beast. It has lived for too long, and finally came out to play. First, it pretended to be Ye Xiaochuan and played with those good and evil bosses. It felt a powerful energy in the back mountain, and ran over to see it, and it turned out to be a rare eight-year-old. Brachia, this makes it

The thought of playing around came up again.

However, for the old man who appeared at this moment, with such a strong mental power, it could not see through the true identity of the old man. It could only feel that this old man was a very young woman, and it seemed that she was not yet human.

The octogenarian is none other than the Sky Fox Demon Xiaoyu who has been guarding the Cangyun Sect Patriarch's Ancestral Hall for nearly four thousand years.

Its old body was covered with a layer of soft white light, and after a few slight rotations, a haggard old man in his sixties turned into a beautiful woman wearing white clothes, with hair falling to her ankles. The voice of the nightmare beast sounded again, saying: "You are not a human! Among the three realms, the only demon clan that can change into human form is the white fox clan. Are you the nine-tailed sky fox of Yao Xiaosi's lineage? Yao Xiaoshuang's A lineage of heart-eating demon foxes?

White fox with blue eyes? Or the Thousand-faced Demon Fox from Yao Xiaohuan’s lineage? "

Yao Xiaoyu said: "As expected of the number one monster, he has lived long enough to know that we are the ancestors of the fourth line of white foxes. The little girl Yao Xiaoyu is a member of the nine-tailed celestial fox lineage." "Nine-tailed celestial fox? No. Like. Your ancestor, the Eighteen-tailed Sky Fox Demon Xiaosi, can't hide in front of me. Your demon ways are far inferior to Demon Xiaosi. How can you avoid my detection in my spiritual realm? Is there anything weird about you?

A magic weapon. "

The demon Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said with charming eyes, "What do you think?"

After saying that, he slapped his jade-white palm on the huge tree trunk behind him.

Just hearing an ouch, a short-legged beast with a huge head, hairless and claws, and a pair of fleshy wings on its back fell on the trunk of the tree.

The little beast's eyes are very strange. Not only are they big, but one is white and the other is black.

On the big cheek of the head, there was a very clear small handprint. It seemed that it was caused by the slap just now by Yao Xiaoyu.

The short-legged beast stretched out two small fleshy claws and poked the sides of its big head. It jumped up and down on the tree trunk like a dancing master, murmuring: "You can't see me! You can't see me. !can not see me……"

"Snapped!"

"Ouch..."

The demon fish slapped it again unceremoniously, making it dizzy.

The short-legged beast rolled several times. When it got up, it felt like the world was spinning and countless little stars were spinning on its head.

It scratched its head, looking suspicious. It doesn't make sense, why can't my mental power affect this beautiful little white fox?