If it is about seniority, Wu Xing is the master of Yuan Songzhu, Ethereal Spirit and Wing Wind, the three Shenwu Immortal Venerables, and he is the immortal of the previous generation, an immortal existence. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since Lin Demon Yue is the old man's apprentice, then the seniority should be on par with Yuan Songzhu and the other three, and he is Yuan Mingyu's junior uncle, even Yuan Songzhu, the head of the immortal, should be polite when he sees it.

But judging from the time of entering the mountain gate, Lin Demon Yue is a blank piece of paper, and her identity can be compared with Yuan Songzhu and others, Yuan Mingyu called Lin Demon Yue his little junior brother, which also makes sense.

Since it is a title, let it go, no one will delve into it, and the old man will not be more serious about this kind of thing.

"By the way, Master, in a month it will be the Mountain Conference, can you participate?" After Yuan Mingyu drank tea, she temporarily gave up asking Lin Demon Yue about it, and led the topic to the mountain conference, the last mountain conference, she was still too young to feel the grand atmosphere at that time.

"Hey, if you don't say it, I'll really forget, so it's been another ten years? Time flies, go back and tell your father, I'll be there. The old man thought a little, ten years may be too long for human beings, but for immortals, it is like a flick of a finger, vast clouds and smoke, ethereal.

"That's great, and it's said that this year's Yamanaka Games will be a little different from previous years." Yuan Mingyu also only knows one thing but does not know the other, this kind of thing can only be overheard from the ethereal, and the outside world does not know about the mountain conference for the time being.

As for the comparison with the previous decades, she can't say what is the difference.

This kind of thing is used to tell the old man, it is Guan Gong playing a big knife in front of him, which cannot arouse the old man's curiosity.

He has lived for a thousand years, what kind of mountain conference has not been experienced, and he has become the focus of several mountain conferences.

Looking back, hundreds of years ago, if it weren't for him giving way to Yuan Songzhu's master, that is, his junior brother, there would be no one else sitting in the position of the head immortal of Qi Baishan now except him, right?

Since that junior brother died at the hands of the Demon Domain Ghost Face Saint Monarch in the battle with the Demon Domain, and the old man didn't want to fight, it was Yuan Songzhu's turn in this generation.

The old man was tired, and there were some other reasons, so he didn't plan to do anything in Lishan, so he gave way to the next generation.

In fact, the ruts of history are always moving forward, just like the flowing water that passes eastward, wave after wave, rolling endlessly, and it is not impossible to let go appropriately and let young people fight.

"Oh, then I'm really looking forward to it, Mingyu, you've been here for a long time, I'll let Xiaoyue come over, you guys meet, I'm old, in the future, this world, you still want to be guarded in the future, you are older than him, you can help each other in the future." The old man said meaningfully.

"That's for sure." Yuan Mingyu grinned.

She followed the old man to the back garden, and saw a handsome little boy lying on his back in the vegetable field, the child was six or seven years younger than her, dressed in a black robe, barefoot, the robe was stained with mud, and there were a few green worms that were only found in the vegetable field and shrunk in his short black hair, the little boy did not know about it, and slept soundly, pricking his mouth from time to time, as if he were dreaming.

Lin Demon Yue was so tired that he accidentally fell asleep, and in recent times, he had never had a good night's sleep at night, but in exchange for rapid progress and growth.

The old man saw everything in his eyes, he was too strict at the level of teaching Lin Demon Yue, but he was not an unkind person, he was an immortal, but he was a human heart.

"Just let him sleep for a while, he must be too tired from practicing recently, after all, he is still too young, what do you think?" The old man said to Yuan Mingyu.

"Just listen to the master, he is really a handsome little junior brother, hehehe, it's just too young, since I've seen the person, then the granddaughter should also leave." Yuan Mingyu bowed down and said, she glanced at Lin Youyue's body a few more times, with a smile on her face.

This is not the same as the rumors, Yuan Mingyu can foresee tenacity and perseverance from Lin Demon Yue's small face.

A person like her, who has mediocre fairy power, can feel the self-improvement from Lin Youyue, let alone an old man with excellent immortal appearance, roughly, this is the reason why the old man takes a fancy to Lin Youyue?

"Master, you will cultivate an excellent immortal, right?"

"Immortals, it depends on this kid's own efforts, if you can, don't be jealous, maybe he will become a higher existence." The old man smiled and stroked his beard.

"I won't be jealous, how powerful he will be in the future, that is also the person in my mountain, Qi Baishan takes Kuang to help the world, and takes it as his responsibility to pit the demon domain, and he has a powerful junior brother, which is also to increase Qi Baishan's strength, oh, by the way, after the mountain conference, I will go to the imperial border with my senior brother." Yuan Mingyu said, followed the old man to the mountain gate, and the old man said it in detail.

"Those villains in the Demon Domain will not stop for a moment, but, old man, I don't care about this, it just so happens to be a good opportunity to practice, be careful in everything, those guys in the Demon Domain, there are a lot of tricks to damage it, you are still too tender." The old man said the same thing as Yuan Songzhu.

He has been fighting with the Demon Domain for thousands of years, and he has also killed many masters of the Demon Domain, knowing that the strength of the Demon Domain is far superior to Qi Baishan.

In the Great Xia Empire, there are high-level people who believe that the Demon Domain is just a group of rabble, which seriously violates reality.

If you can't recognize the reality, you will suffer a big loss.

There are a total of twelve forces in the Demon Domain, twelve forces, which together form the big force of the Demon Domain, which is full of internal contradictions and falls apart.

Just because of the Demon Domain, there is a Holy Monarch, to be elected from these twelve forces, the twelve forces all want to become a Holy Monarch and dominate the Demon Domain, this is the fundamental reason why the Demon Domain has been weak, if in the future, like thousands of years ago, there will be a Saint Monarch who will destroy the world, solve the contradictions within the Demon Domain, and complete the unification of the Demon Domain, then it will be a disaster for the Great Xia Empire, and it will be the day of the destruction of the two worlds of humans and immortals.

"Granddaughter, write it down, Master, please go back, the mountain breeze is a little cold today, you have to take care of your body." Yuan Mingyu knew that with the body of an old man, she was not afraid of the mountain wind, but she still cared about this master very much, after all, on Qi Bai Mountain, those old men in the past were all killed in battle, retreat retreat, and cloud travel, there is only such a living fossil left, Qi Baishan regards him as his spiritual sustenance, a treasure.

The old man just smiled indifferently, and watched Yuan Mingyu summon the flying sword, and the sword went up, straight into the nebula.

Lin Youyue fell asleep for a short time, turned over at this time, accidentally crushed the old man's dishes, and woke up suddenly, and her mother shouted: "Oh no, the master clearly told me, don't spoil his dishes, how is this good?" ”

"Don't worry, another day, this vegetable field will belong to you." The old man was already standing in the doorway.

"Master, I accidentally fell asleep just now, as if I heard someone talking, is someone coming?" Lin Demon Yue got up, looking confused.

"Oh, it's a little friend, and you missed it with her." The old man laughed.

Lin Demon Yue was glad that the old man didn't lose his temper, and asked again, "It's that little friend, it sounds like a woman." ”

"You'll see you soon, don't worry."

"What do you mean?"

"In the dark, everything has its own providence, this is fate, you don't need to know now." The old man put down a difficult sentence and turned to leave, Lin Youyue scratched her head in a daze, not understanding what this meant.

Destiny?

What is Destiny?

Lin Demon Yue doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in himself, if fate exists, it is also a book, which will be rewritten by ink.