True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the south of the spiritual world, the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The master of the palace, Long Sanyuan, was sitting on the dragon-wing throne, half-lowering his head while reading a letter in his hand.

Long Shi, the high priest of Tianyao Palace, stood respectfully under the main hall, leaning on a cane.

Long Sanyuan read the letter, put it aside, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then said: "As I expected, the Moon Temple has agreed to a truce and accepted the Demon God Platform challenge from our Heavenly Demon Palace. This is Our chance for revenge."

Long Shi said: "Now is the best time for both sides to cease fighting. On the battlefield, the Lingbei land we captured before was completely lost, and the two sides fell into a border confrontation. If the Moon Temple and our Tianyao Temple continue to engage in a large-scale war, Not to mention the loss of the human population, the loss of the demon population will be difficult to recover in a short time. Other powerful demon clans in the spirit world will reap the benefits. By then, our Tianyao Palace will be the overlord of the South. It will be threatened and it is possible to lose large areas of territory.”

After a pause, the dragon servant continued: "It's just that three people are required to participate in the challenge of the Demon God Platform. I wonder if the master of the palace has a candidate in mind? The Demon God Platform is divided into three martial arts arenas: heaven level, earth level and human level, which correspond to each other. His cultivation levels are Heavenly Tribulation Realm, Daoming Realm and Yuanhun Realm.”

Long Sanyuan blinked his eyes and said quickly: "Long Yaotian, my son Long Feiyu, and Xiao Mo are just right."

Hearing this, the dragon servant turned his hand holding the dragon head crutch slightly, thinking to himself: "Long Yaotian's cultivation has reached the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he is also known as the number one warrior in the Heavenly Demon Palace. He doesn't even care about me on weekdays. In the eyes. As for the eldest son Long Feiyu, the young man who was resurrected in Long Lake is not himself at all. Does the master of the palace really regard this man as his son, or is Xiao Mo the most caring person in the Tianyao Palace? It is also a good thing for talented young people who are the first in Yuanhun Realm to go to the Demon God Stage to train."

Long Shi had doubts in his mind. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.

Seeing that Long Shi did not express his position, Long Sanyuan urged: "Long Shi, as the high priest of Tianyao Palace, you must express your position on the three candidates I mentioned, right? The competition for hegemony of Demon God Platform is related to Tianyao Palace. Glory has no room for carelessness.”

"The three candidates chosen by the Lord of the Palace are very good, and I approve with both hands. But just now, I was thinking that the eldest son, Long Feiyu, has just recovered his body. As the only Tianlong Prince, it is a bit risky for him to participate in the challenge of the Demon God Platform at this time. ?”

Long Shi knew that in the past, Long Sanyuan would never send Long Feiyu on any dangerous mission.

Therefore, Long Feiyu has never failed since he was a child, and he is even more arrogant.

The last time Long Feiyu visited the Moon Temple, it was just a courtesy exchange and a formality. Unexpectedly, Long Feiyu took it upon himself to poison Yue Xi, the master of the Moon Temple. After his plan was exposed, he was hunted down by the Moon Temple. His body was cold when he was sent back.

"You don't have to worry about this. Yu'er was reborn under the blessing of the Heavenly Dragon Demon God, and he passed through the minor calamity safely a few days ago, and his physical fitness has improved more than before. As my son, it is most suitable for him to participate in the martial arts fight on the Demon God Platform. ." Long Sanyuan said with determination.

"It's the old minister who is worrying too much."

"There's nothing else going on, just step back. I will immediately send someone to inform Long Yaotian that Long Feiyu and Xiao Mo are preparing to participate in the Demon God Platform Competition."

"Tianlong Emperor Shou and Tianqi, I will retire." The high priest Long Shi respectfully retired.

Long Sanyuan stood up on the dragon wing throne and said: "Pass on my oral instructions to inform Long Yaotian and Xiao Mo to prepare to participate in the Demon God Platform Challenge."

"As for my Yu'er, I still have to tell him about this in person." The corners of Long Sanyuan's mouth raised slightly.

Tianyao Palace, East Palace.

Ever since Gui Gu Changyang's cultivation level broke through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, he moved from the chained secret room to the gorgeous and open East Palace mansion.

This East Palace mansion

It was originally the residence of Long Feiyu, Long Sanyuan's only son.

At this moment, Guigu Changyang was sitting alone in the room.

He held the sheathed demon sword in his hands, and the demon sword lay across his knees, like a beloved girl sleeping, and there was warmth flowing between them.

There was confusion in his eyes, and he murmured: "I am Long Feiyu."

Ever since Guigu Changyang's cultivation reached the Heavenly Tribulation Realm in Longhu Paradise, he had never seen that gray scale dragon in his sleep again. Instead, there were some unfamiliar memories, memories of Long Feiyu's identity.

But what puzzles Guigu Changyang is that there is always an inexplicable kindness in the demon knife in his hand.

He had a strong feeling that this demon sword had been with him for a long time. But there was no trace of the demon sword in the recovered memory, which confused him.

Guigu Changyang once tried to pull the demon sword out of the scabbard with brute force, but even though he had reached the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, he still couldn't do it.

"Yu'er, are you there?" With a soft call, Long Sanyuan walked in.

"My child has met my father." Guigu Changyang quickly knelt down and saluted.

"This is not the Heavenly Demon Palace. You and I, father and son, don't have to be so formal."

Long Sanyuan stretched out his hands to help Guigu Changyang up.

He looked at the few gray-blue scales on both sides of Gui Gu Changyang's cheeks and said with concern: "Yu'er, the power of dragon blood in your body has a little backlash, causing your appearance to look like a dragon and a beast. However, you don't have to worry. As long as you practice hard, I believe you will be completely restored to your original appearance within a year. You will be the most handsome young man in the Tianyao Palace and even the entire Tianlong Clan."

After that, Long Sanyuan flipped his wrist, held out a round rosewood box in his palm, and said, "What do you think my father brought you?"

The surface of the wooden box is inlaid with mother-of-pearl patterns.

"I guess it contains snacks. Thank you, Father, for thinking about the child."

Long Sanyuan smiled and nodded.

He opened the wooden box himself. There were several square snacks neatly placed in the wooden box.

The pastry is as white as jade, with a number of golden osmanthus petals mingling on the surface.

"It's sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Guigu Changyang said.

Long Sanyuan personally took out a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to Guigu Changyang: "This is your favorite snack since you were a child."

Guigu Changyang took the piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. It was sweet and glutinous.

Especially after chewing, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus fills your mouth.

It is fragrant on the tip of the tongue, fragrant for nine miles, and fragrant in the memory.

Guigu Changyang couldn't help but the taste in his memory flashed in his mind.

In August, on the mountain behind the Tianyao Palace, the sweet-scented osmanthus trees were covered with small golden flowers, forming a large area, like golden stars falling on the earth.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, a woman wearing a goose-yellow dress was holding a child of five or six years old.

The woman has an oval face, a slender waist and a tall chest, but has a pair of amethyst eyes. Her unique temperament is like that of the Osmanthus Fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

"Mom, the flowers on this tree are so fragrant."

"Yu'er, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus, which blooms during the full moon season. The sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant for nine miles, and people reunite under the full moon. My mother will make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you to eat."

"Okay, okay." The child jumped up happily.

"Ahem," the woman coughed twice and covered her mouth with a light-colored handkerchief. There was bright red blood on the handkerchief she took off.

The woman put away the handkerchief, fearing that the children nearby would see her.

night.

The full moon silver plate arrived in the sky as promised.

The woman said: "Yu'er, do you think you would miss your mother if she went to the moon?"

The child on the side has his mouth filled with sweet-scented osmanthus.

cake, he hesitated and said: "Wherever mother goes, Yu'er will go? Yu'er wants to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by mother."

The woman's eyes were moist, she gently stroked the child's head with her hand, and said softly: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

...

inside the room.

Guigu Changyang chewed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, tears welling up in his eyes.

Long Sanyuan asked: "Yu'er, why are you crying?"

Guigu Changyang giggled: "It's the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that's so delicious."

After eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Long Sanyuan informed Guigu Changyang about the Demon God Platform Competition, and told him to participate in a tone that could not be refused.

He was told to achieve his post-resurrection fame and the glory that belongs to Long Feiyu in this battle, which is related to the future of Tianyao Palace.

At that moment, Guigu Changyang really thought that he was Long Feiyu.

In August, the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrantly brings people together under the full moon.

The woman in the goose-yellow skirt and top who appeared in the memory was Long Feiyu's mother.

...

Tianyao Palace, Wuji Terrace.

A middle-aged man wearing a golden robe sat cross-legged and meditated on the Wuji stage.

Wuji Platform is a small magic circle set up in the Blessed Land of Cultivation, used to absorb the spiritual energy in the Blessed Land of Cultivation.

The Wuji platform under the golden-robed man was specially built for him. It is said that the ground beneath this Wuji Platform is a unique place of golden dragon bloodline.

The man in gold robe opened his eyes, a light golden color flashed across his pupils, and he let out a breath of turbid air.

"How come we, Long Yaotian, are missing from the fight for hegemony at the Demon God Stage?" The man in golden robe jumped down from the Wuji Stage, "The limit of Long Sanyuan has been reached. From now on, I am the only one who can lead the Heavenly Demon Hall to fight for hegemony in the spiritual world. I, Long Yaotian, ”

The man in golden robe casually slapped a palm in the air.

A shadow of a golden dragon rose into the sky, and a mountain peak in the distance was crushed by the golden dragon amidst the roar.

"My Golden Dragon Palm will dominate the Demon God Stage." The man in gold robe said confidently.

...

Tianyao Palace, Black Dragon Mountain.

Black Dragon Mountain is a mountain peak on the Tianyao Floating Island. The whole rock is black.

It is said that Black Dragon Mountain was transformed into the remains of an ancient poisonous dragon.

The mountain is filled with strong poisonous gas, making it an extremely poisonous place. It is also one of the forbidden areas in the Heavenly Demon Palace.

At this moment, by a black water pool in Black Dragon Mountain, a handsome young man in black was sitting cross-legged on a dragon bone stone to practice.

The boy in black flipped his right hand, and a water dragon arose in the black pool opposite him.

The water dragon kept flying around the body of the boy in black, spitting out strong black poisonous gas, which was inhaled by the boy in black through his mouth and nose.

The poisonous gas in the water dragon was absorbed, turning into water droplets all over the sky and falling back into the pool.

The black-clothed young man said to himself: "I will represent the Heavenly Demon Palace in the fight for hegemony at the Demon God Stage. I, Xiao Mo, will not lose to anyone."

After saying that, the boy in black turned out his palm, and a ball of black water condensed into a black ball in his palm.

He raised one hand and the black ball shot out.

boom!

The ball drilled into a huge rock.

After a while, spiderweb-like cracks opened on the surface of the huge rock, and then collapsed and melted into a puddle of black mud, with white smoke emitting.

"My Poison Water Skill has reached the ninth level. Not to mention the Yuanhun Realm monks, even the Heavenly Tribulation Realm monks will die or be injured if they are poisoned by me." The black-clothed young man raised an evil smile on his lips.

...

Temple of the Moon.

In a room.

Xu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged and breathing, opened his eyes, his eyes full of clarity.

"The Demon God Platform is competing for hegemony. As a famous human race general, I will fight on behalf of the Moon Temple. This is my chance to gain a foothold in the Moon Temple."