Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

The transmission of news in the ten continents and three islands has always been slow. Ordinary people can only run on horseback, but the news among Taoists is often a thousand miles away, especially the Lingxiu Miscellaneous Club, which is known as "God's will can also be passed on". On the border of Zhongzhou and Yunzhou, on a moon-watching lake along the long river of Yunze River, this organization that seeks truth as its way has a huge flower boat on the lake, which is the headquarters of this organization.

The flower boat is really a flower boat, full of colorful flowers, and the decorations on the side of the boat are all real flowers. Fairies in plain gauze and brocade clothes are stepping on the lake in groups, with their toes rippling in the water, and with a light tap of their bare hands, those withered flowers will It bloomed again.

Just looking at these, outsiders would think that the owner of this place must be a noble fairy who loves beautiful things.

It's true to love beautiful things, fairy, it's bullshit.

The real owner of the Lingxiu Miscellaneous Affairs Club is rarely seen, so when Qiuxian first saw the agile, flexible figure on the flower boat, rolling around under the skirt of the fairy, with an extremely elastic... fat man, It's hard to believe that this person is the one he's looking for. The heaven and the earth are psychic, and the sun and the moon express love. It is said that there is no truth in the world that he cannot visit. good talk.That's why he is known as the Sage King Zhiyue—you know, not to mention the major sects, even the master of Yunmeng, or the sword master of Qiongshan, no one dares to call himself a Sage King.

Zhiyue Shengjun called himself so, but no one refused to accept it. Qiu Xian felt that it might be because not many people had seen Zhiyue Shengjun's true face.

——He knows the moon, probably the full moon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Zhiyue Shengjun saw Qiuxian's expression of eating bad food from a distance, and patted the railing on the side of the boat and laughed loudly: "Look, this is the gap between you and your senior brother, stereotyped prejudice, can't see through the truth, you It’s been thousands of years since I became a true immortal, but I reckon it doesn’t take more than a quarter of an hour for your senior brother to beat you up, and you’ll be on your knees.”

And this is a conservative estimate, if the Lord Yunmeng is merciless, a face-to-face meeting can determine life and death.

"Am I that bad?"

"Yes." Zhiyue Shengjun answered decisively, "It can be called the worst true immortal today, and it is as bad as your senior brother's vision of people back then."

The few disciples who followed Qiuxian were speechless, and they didn't know how to curse back.

Shengjun didn't take it seriously, and raised his hand to support his crumbling stomach. The fairies quickly placed the tea sets and cups. Shengjun patted the table and said, "Come and sit." After speaking, he sat down first, fat When rubbing the corner of the table, it caused the teacup on the table to tremble.

Qiuxian walked over, and Shengjun slapped a piece of paper: "You don't have to worry about the news about Bichuan and Haiyuan. Now the power gathered by Bichuan can go sideways in Shizhou and Sandao."

"The Youzhou Demon Dragon was deliberately lured to Bichuan by someone. Someone predicted that your senior brother would go to Bichuan, and sent the Demon Dragon there for him to kill, but your senior brother is so lazy...I mean how smart you are!" " Shengjun held the teacup, "If you want to see Lord Yunmeng make a move, a magic dragon is not enough."

The legend about the Master of Yunmeng is always accompanied by a strength that shakes the world, but he has not made a move for nearly ten thousand years, and he was in a state of completely disappearing for a while. The prestige of the ten thousand years is still there, but there are always some people who need to confirm him. It's still not the same as it was back then, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to be cut in half by Yun Mengzhu who fell from the sky halfway through doing bad things.

"I don't remember what the prototype of the Variety Demon is." After reading it, Qiu Xian went straight to another topic, "But no matter what it is, it shouldn't die like a huge tree, right?"

Shengjun held up the image sent back by his spies, snorted, and said in amazement: "You should go to the doctor to see, er, no, ask those who specialize in planting fairy grass in Shandu!"

In the picture, there is Yundu Palace surrounded by fairy clouds, but the difference is that a big tree is lying on the roof of Yundu Palace. In the video, the tree is still growing, and Yundu Palace now looks like the soil clods on the root system of a green onion when it is pulled out of the soil.

"The tree corpse is absorbing the spiritual power of Yundu Palace." Sheng Jun said, and then the fat man stood up, bounced a few steps on the boat, and then turned his head, "So Qiuxian Shangxian, what do you want to know from me? We are the Lingxiu Miscellaneous Affairs Club, serious spies with ideals and pursuits, we are not the shabby rural settlements like Wanzhilou who sell gossip!"

Qiuxian said coldly: "Sage Zhiyue, although you are not a member of Yunmeng's sect, you have also received the favor of the master of Yunmeng in the past, and now you are just sitting on the sidelines at this time, earning money for selling news?"

The fat man stroked his chin, his facial features tangled like dough.

"Well, I have been instructed by Tiangong Master..."

"Now the Ten Continents and Three Islands are rumored to be on the decline of the Tiangong, and everyone doesn't pay attention to the Yunmeng Tiangong—"

But your Heavenly Palace Master really, just wants to travel now.

Zhiyue Shengjun didn't want to interrupt Qiu Xian very much, so he turned his head to look at the children who followed Qiu Xian, and the children in Yunmeng Tiangong were as good as ever.

Especially that girl who looks like a ghost——

"Are you interested in coming to the Spiritual Practice Miscellaneous Club?"

Liu Xiuxiu, who was named, looked confused, and then burst into a trace of unconcealable surprise.

"Me? Me?" She pointed to her chest and asked the person next to her. Her junior sister Bai Yu covered her eyes, as if she was blinded by her stupidity.

"Miaokong told me about you."

The girl cheered with Qiuxian's cold face, and the freezing eyes from her parents couldn't stop her, but Liu Xiuxiu respectfully said after a long while: "The disciple has not yet graduated from the Chuxin Palace, and Tiangong is in danger. , disciples under the sect should share honor and disgrace with Tiangong."

The fat man shook his fat on the chair: "Why, is Tiangong so good?"

"Hui Shengjun, if there is no Heavenly Palace, Xiuxiu is just a mortal village girl. I don't think I would know about Lingxiu Miscellaneous Affairs Club, let alone stand in front of you today, so..." The girl blushed, but her attitude was firm. , "Although Dao Xin is important, I don't even know Dao Xin when I leave the Heavenly Palace. When we settle these things now, if you are still willing to appreciate disciple——"

"All right, all right—" Shengjun waved his hands a series of times, "Hurry up, hurry up, really, don't keep following Qiu Xian, he has the most bad manners and ostentation, and he also speaks a set of honorifics, which is uncomfortable to listen to! "

He paused, pointing at Liu Xiuxiu with his round and chubby fingers: "If you want to come, you can come by yourself. I am in a hurry."

Qiuxian's face turned warmer, seeing his expression, Zhiyue Shengjun couldn't help but smiled and said, "Shangxian Qiuxian, I won't mess with you, I won't let you run for nothing: Nanmingshan Fu family's second son Young Master Fu Yuanhong is about to formally succeed the Patriarch, and this Golden Whip Son is going to hold a swearing-in ceremony at Nanming Mountain to invite fellow Taoists, you can’t be...you didn’t receive the invitation, did you?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Xian's spiritual power was like a raging tide. He turned around and asked the disciples behind him: "Is there such a thing?"

"...No." Yao Ziqian, an inner disciple of Tiangong, replied, "Only Yujing sent a letter asking if he needed help..."

"When did this kind of thing dare to bypass Yunmeng?" Qiuxian walked away, Zhiyue Shengjun lay in the seat, and raised his glass to his back.

"Hey! Remember to be careful. Those ancient aristocratic families are already in trouble. Lord Yu Jing has already prepared to clean up the Le family. Now he just hasn't confiscated the net. This Fu family... Sigh! Bah! You come to buy news, I Run away before you finish speaking! You deserve to be beaten by your senior brother!"

He sighed and said to himself: "Oh, it's been a long time since Tian Gongzhu really beat someone up. To be honest, I really miss that scene."

——Everyone thinks that the master of Yunmeng is tall and broad-minded, but Zhiyue Shengjun knows very well that the master of Yunmeng has a bad temper, and he will beat anyone who provokes him. It's just that he doesn't bother after he has a high cultivation base Let's do it.

The fairies looked at Shengjun giggling and shaking their heads frequently.

——He knows what Lord Yunmeng is doing in the sea, just wait, in a few days, he will see the picture of Lord Yunmeng beating the dragon passionately again, happy!

He looked at the image sent to him by the spy in his hand again. In the picture, there was a handsome young man with a smile on his lips, bright eyes, and the dignity and atmosphere of a famous family background in the corners of the eyes and brows—it was indeed the aesthetic type of Tian Gongzhu ——If the spy did not report that this person was the Supreme Demon Venerable, the Holy Lord Zhiyue would definitely send his blessing immediately.

But now—pooh!

Zhiyue Shengjun is irritable - am I just fat?Fat blame me?It's wrong to judge people by their cover!I went to kneel outside your door, and you answered coldly, "It's okay to preach, answer questions, but accept apprentices." Now you meet a good-looking person with a beautiful face, and you lead him away!

There are rumors in the world that Zhiyue Shengjun enlightened under the lonely moon in the night. In fact, this is a beautified and adapted version promoted by Lingxiu Miscellaneous Affairs Club. The real version is not like this.

The night is indeed night, and the Taoists in the bottleneck period really want to understand the Tao, but the light of the snow-cutting knife swung a full circle in the air, and the light of the knife was like the brilliance of the full moon. , was pressed to the ground and beaten into a puddle.

Heavenly Palace Master held the knife, walked over him with the tip of the knife, and then said, "Aren't you curious about the Dao of Life and Death in the heavens, but are you only curious about trivial matters?"

"But trivial matters are also part of the truth?"

"So you hid in the haystack and peeked at me, just to see if I am the heir of the Tianyan Immortal Dynasty?"

"...uh... yes..."

Heavenly Palace Master then asked: "So what if you saw it?"

"I don't know. I just want to know the truth first. It has nothing to do with fame or fortune. The truth is just the truth."

"I don't want to die, just want to know?"

"I don't want to die, I just want to know."

……

The lights of the Fu family's fairy mansion in Nanming Mountain are always bright -- any fairy mansion will always be brightly lit, and they don't turn off the lights during the day.

Nanming Mountain was originally called Yinmang Mountain. The Tianyan Xian Dynasty entrusted the Demon Execution Family here and guarded it for generations. Therefore, Yinmang Mountain shone like a bright light. It was located in the south of Zhongzhou, so later generations changed its name to Nanming Mountain until the Tianyan Xian Dynasty Even though it fell, Nanming Mountain did not lose its brilliance.

There is a rift in the depths of this mountain, the rift connects Youzhou, and the devil energy going south will gather in the valley, just like the spiritual power of a Taoist can nourish all things, the rift in Nanming Mountain will occasionally produce some monsters, The one raised by the sky doesn't have that kind of sanity, so the Fu family set up the Ten Thousand Devils Cave in the Rift Valley to guard one side.

That kind of monster has never been taken seriously, because a child who has just introduced a spirit into the body can easily disperse the demon formed by gathering energy. At most, this kind of monster will disturb a mortal village, causing some things such as abdominal pain, diarrhea, menstrual cramps, and so on. Problems like incongruity, until the Supreme Demon Lord appeared ten thousand years ago.

The aggregate of the world's magic thoughts.

When the Youzhou Demon Sect counterattacked, the Nanmingshan Demon Slayer Family suddenly became famous again. It seemed very appropriate for them to hold the Immortal Oath Conference. , Among them, the Fu family of Nanming Mountain contributed a lot of credit, and half of the soul of the Supreme Demon Lord was escorted into the Ten Thousand Devils Cave of the Fu family by the Lord Yunmeng.

In the inner room of the Patriarch of the Fu family, Fu Yuanhong, the soon-to-be successor of the Golden Whip Son, sat cross-legged, and a clansman reported outside the door:

"My lord, all sects have responded, and they must be on time. Moreover, there are some small sects who even confiscated the invitation and came by themselves. They are being blocked outside the mountain."

Fu Yuanhong opened his eyes and said, "Welcome in, treat each other with courtesy."

"But..." The disciple outside the door refused to accept, "Yunmeng Tiangong holds a ten thousand year Daoist grand ceremony, if those small sects are not invited, they will just wait in good order, why come to our Fu's house, they dare to come uninvited, What a face!"

"Yunmeng is the leader of the Taoist sect." Fu Yuanhong said with a smile, "How can Nanming Mountain compare?"

"Then... in case Yunmeng Tiangong comes uninvited..."

"They won't." Fu Yuanhong said firmly, "That's self-declination."

There are quite a few small sects gathered outside the gate of Nanming Mountain, and that is indeed the reason. Yunmeng Tiangong is not allowed to enter without invitation. After all, they dare not break into the barrier of Yunmeng. The sect rises and the family declines. The Fu family is the last family not attached to the sect, just because they guard the Ten Thousand Demons Nest. No one in that door can bear it.

"Nanmingshan Fu family."

Among the crowd, the female cultivator in white gauze looked around with emotion and nostalgia. Back then, there was no grass on the Yinmang Mountain and the land was barren. Today, Nanming Mountain is really a fairy mountain, with fragrant grass and trees, clouds and smoke, and mountain pavilions. Taiwan buildings, carved beams and painted buildings.

"Immortal Lord..." Jin Jingzhuo, the head of Tianyan Mountain City, who was blocked outside the door, seemed particularly aggrieved. Their calculation in Central Continent failed, and the epidemic situation in Eastern Tang Kingdom improved overnight, without waiting for him to start any calculations.

The soul of the Lord of Yunmeng——Jin Jingzhuo would never dare to think about it anyway.

Tian Yunwan raised his hand and said: "Why should you be depressed, I said earlier that Xianchao is gone, and the world has long since forgotten the second princess of Xianchao."

"But Tianzhunan is still famous—"

"He is famous as the master of Yunmeng Tiangong." Tian Yunwan said, "He is not the former crown prince. Speaking of which, no one in the ten continents and three islands knows the name of the master of Yunmeng Tiangong."

"If Xianmen finds out that he is the former crown prince..."