The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

Cheng Mochi had no scruples, and followed the fairy pavilion not far or near, following the magic wind.

Along the way, he looked at the earth by the moonlight, and found that the entire continent had been invaded by demon energy.

If it was just the devilish energy that came out of Lonely Wing Mountain, most of it would have been taken back after Cheng Mochi was reborn, and it would never be on such a large scale. It can be seen that some monsters are taking the opportunity to make trouble.

Cheng Mochi's eyes were full of sarcasm.

The original monsters were actually formed by the condensed resentment of all things in the world, so their faces were ferocious and their intelligence was low. They only knew how to act according to their primitive instincts, not much different from animals.

Later, some powerful monsters turned into human forms and began to intermarry with other races, so some bastards gradually appeared. These bastards were half human and half demon, and their intelligence increased.

After a million years, many demons are almost the same as humans in terms of appearance and ability.

They are also willing to wander around in the world, making some troubles from time to time. Slowly, the demon race has become a race that all living beings look down on and can't provoke.

At this time, there is no unified master in the demon world, only small groups composed of scattered demons, which are annexed or annexed by other organizations from time to time.

In short, the entire Demon World is in chaos now.

In his previous life, in order to oppose the world of cultivating immortals, Cheng Mochi spent more than ten years gathering this group of demons together. After that, he unified the demon world and became the frightening first-generation demon king.

But in this life, Cheng Mochi has no interest in cultivating power.

In his previous life, it was because he was not strong enough that he needed to form a demon world behind him, but now he is at the peak of his cultivation, and he has the power to fight even against the gods and Buddhas of the upper nine heavens.

If the murderer of the family can be found, even if that person is the Emperor of Heaven, he would dare to fight to the death with the other party, so why bother to rebuild the Demon Realm?

Cheng Mochi withdrew his gaze, and Lingfeng's speed also slowed down, because the fairy palace in front of him suddenly stopped.

"come over."

A clear and calm voice came from inside the "Wangchuan Pavilion", it was Chu Shiluo.

It has been a long time since no one dared to speak to Cheng Mochi in such an orderly tone.

At first hearing, Cheng Mochi found it unbelievable, but at the same time felt a little novel.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually walked onto the cloud carrying the fairy palace.

The clouds looked erratic, but it was only after standing on them that they realized that they were stepping on a hard stone slab. Even people who are afraid of heights would not feel flustered when they stood on it.

The door of the Immortal Pavilion was wide open, and Chu Shiluo walked out of the room waving his fan.

What is different from before is that at this moment, on his shoulder, a little fox with a whole body of snow is sitting, staring at a pair of round eyes, looking at Cheng Mochi curiously.

Cheng Mochi's eyes wandered around the fox, and then fell on Chu Shiluo's face.

It has to be said that the current Chu Shiluo is really a celestial figure, his cold brows and eyes are full of alienation, but because of the little thing on his shoulder, he seems to be a lot more friendly.

"What kind of spell did you use just now?" Chu Shiluo's eyes fell lightly on Cheng Mochi's body as he spoke, without concealing the inquiry in his eyes at all.

Cheng Mochi said innocently, "It's the entry-level Wind Walking Technique."

In terms of strength in the world of cultivating immortals, there are more than ten levels from Qi training to Dacheng. Junior monks can only barely control the sword, and those who can step on the wind are all above the strength of Jindan. Couldn't find ten.

Cheng Mochi deliberately revealed his identity, just to test Chu Shiluo's attitude.

And Chu Shiluo seemed caught off guard by his magnanimity, and was speechless for a while.

After a long time, he continued: "When you arrive at the fairy gate in a while, don't use your shady spells."

"Can't see the light?" Cheng Mochi's lips twitched slightly, "If Master Chu thinks I can't see the light, why take me back to the fairy gate?"

Besides, don't these high-ranking immortal monks all take it as their duty to slay demons and demons?

Although this Chu Shiluo was not considered a serious immortal before, he would not bring a demon home in such a grand manner, would he?

Isn't this leading the wolf into the house?

Chu Shiluo said coldly: "I have my own intentions, and I won't hurt you, you just need to go back obediently with me."

Cheng Mochi stared at Chu Shiluo for a moment, but he couldn't think of what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, he still doesn't have a clue about the murderer, why not just play with Chu Shiluo and see what his purpose is.

...In less than a quarter of an hour, Yunge carried two people and one fox to the edge of the human continent.

Chu Shiluo formed a complex mark with his hands, and then the Yunge passed through the twisting and turning barrier without stopping.

Immediately afterwards, the world's number one fairy gate "Wangchuan" finally appeared.

I saw the clouds and mist surrounded by five majestic peaks, each with its own town.

There are also countless small peaks standing all around, forming a faintly intertwined strange formation, which connects the spiritual veins of the entire Wangchuan Immortal Sect.

They are the source of each other and are endless.

As soon as he stepped into the enchantment, Cheng Mochi felt a pure breath penetrate into his dantian, which was the purest spiritual energy in the world, and it was a necessity for monks to survive.

The continuous influx of spiritual energy nourished Cheng Mochi's dantian, which was filled with demonic energy, and brought a long-lost sense of relaxation.

Chu Shiluo beside him glanced at him thoughtfully.

Cheng Mochi exhaled lightly, and his whole body lightened.

After feeling the gaze, he tilted his head and smiled at Chu Shiluo, who turned his head expressionlessly.

He was speechless for a while, and Yunge rushed towards the main peak without a pause.

Along the way, I met many disciples who were riding cranes or holding swords. They were in a hurry, and they all looked like they were battered.

But when they saw Chu Shiluo, they all stopped, saluted him respectfully, and called "Hello, little uncle".

Then he left in a hurry, without even having time to pay attention to Cheng Mochi.

Because for them, what Chu Shiluo brought back must be the winning candidate of this year, but according to the old practice of previous years, the winner is just a foreign disciple doing odd jobs, so there is no need to pay more attention to it.

Cheng Mochi didn't care, but looked around with great interest. He hadn't been here for hundreds of years, but it was still exactly the same as in his memory.

At that time, he had just won the championship, and he also took this fairy pavilion, led by the master of Lingqi Peak, all the way to the main peak, and then worshiped under Chu Shiluo's sect.

Thinking about it now, it's really hard to say whether it was good or bad to worship Chu Shiluo back then.

If it's not good, it's because Chu Shiluo spends his days drinking and drinking, and has no time to care about others, so Cheng Mochi can learn all the secrets of Lingjian Peak, and he can coordinate the two veins of immortal and demon in his body well, so that he won't die prematurely.

But if it's okay, it's even more so.

When he was weak, he was frequently beaten and scolded by Chu Shiluo, driven at will, and almost forced to share the same bed with this villain.

On the whole, since Chu Shiluo accepted him as his apprentice, he has never fulfilled the responsibility of being a master. Cheng Mochi's ability to live to become a demon master is actually all due to himself, and has nothing to do with him, Chu Shiluo.

Thinking of this, Cheng Mochi's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips curled into a playful arc.

There was no words all the way, when they reached the main peak, Chu Shiluo and Cheng Mochi both jumped off the clouds and landed firmly on the ground.

The Yun Pavilion was left in its place, and someone would settle it properly in a while, so they didn't need to worry about it.

The little fox squatted obediently on Chu Shiluo's shoulders all the way, but when he got here, he jumped down and disappeared in a flash.

Cheng Mochi stared at the direction where the little fox left, and then heard Chu Shiluo say: "He knows the way, don't worry."

Worry?

Cheng Mochi laughed, but did not refute.

He had never seen such a little fox in his previous life, how could a person like Chu Shiluo be liked by little things.

Cheng Mochi is even more, full of demonic energy, not to mention small animals, even big monsters, trembling when seeing him, and dare not move.

So, now seeing such a soft and not afraid of people, Cheng Mochi is very curious.

This curiosity is not only for this little fox, but also for Chu Shiluo who looks like he has been robbed beside him.

Chu Shiluo's footsteps were light, Cheng Mochi walked half a step ahead, and in a short while he arrived at the meeting hall of the main peak, the hall door was wide open.

The two students in white and blue school uniforms were on duty. When they saw the two of them coming, they immediately clasped their fists and saluted, saying, "Little uncle, you have worked hard all the way."

Chu Shiluo nodded slightly, and stepped into the front hall without stopping.

Cheng Mochi also walked in, not noticing the two disciples at the door, after seeing his face, surprise appeared in their eyes.

The decoration of the front hall is luxurious but not tacky. Most of them are light-colored ornaments such as cyan and white.

As soon as the two of them walked into the hall, one of them came out from the inner room, walking in a hurry.