Demon Realm.

Recently, the life of the monks of the Demon Realm can be said to be good or bad. It's good to say, as long as they don't break the rules set by the demon lord, their lives are guaranteed to be much better than before. It's hard to say, it's really because the rules set by the demon lord are too many and cumbersome, and there are many incredible rules. For example, when you meet a Buddhist cultivator who leads the practice, you must avoid it, you can fight and hurt people and kill people, but you can't hurt flowers and plants or anything, it's really incredible.

Not to mention that this demon lord is haunted, and almost no one has seen his true face.

…… Almost all those who saw him for what he really did were dead, and those who were alive were silent about it.

I still remember that two hundred years ago, this divine dragon saw the head and tail of the demon lord came out of nowhere, and swept the thirty-six domains of the demon world in one breath, trampling all those high-flying demon emperors under their feet. What's even more frightening is that this demon lord who was born out of thin air is actually holding a little embroidered knife in his hand?!

Even the high-level demon god of the Demon Realm who killed back then almost had a little embroidery knife in his hand, and he was not wronged at all if he lost to him! 、

This demon lord dominates the demon world at an unimaginable speed that ordinary people can't imagine, and he has gathered all kinds of subordinates to help take charge of the affairs of the demon world, such as the rising star of the demon world, Mu Zhu, Yan Qiao, Jinghuo, etc., all loyal to him, and those demon cultivators in the demon world who like to look at people with the corner of their eyes all year round are the first to surrender for some reason, making all kinds of people in the demon world shout incredible. Even if they are both demon cultivators, these demon cultivators and human demon cultivators have always been misaligned, let alone surrender, even if they want to get closer, it is impossible.

No matter how curious the people of the Demon Realm were, they couldn't change the fact that this Demon Lord had become the supreme of the Demon Realm.

"I heard that the Demon Lord's mana is boundless, if we can get a word of guidance from his old man,......" a demon cultivator suddenly sighed and said, "The Demon Lord, his old man has already fused all kinds of demonic qi, and his cultivation is already beyond our reach." Even the hope of opening the sixteen purgatory is all in him! ”

"The Demon Lord must find a way to open the Sixteen Heavens now, I heard that the Immortal Realm has already found someone to open the Thirty Heavens. Hey, this kind of thing, how can we be far behind in the Demon Realm? ”

"I hope that the demon lord will be a qiē shun lì."

Several demon cultivators looked adoring and yearning.

Wen Chunxiang naturally didn't stay in the demon world.

After making an agreement with the little monk in the fairy world, he left happily. He's not the kind of person who twists and turns, what is three hundred years? The little monk never lied to him.

Wen Chunxiang originally wanted to go to the world to find the gift that the little monk said, but was stopped by a little embroidery knife.

A little embroidered knife stood in front of Wen Chunxiang, and he persuaded with a smile, "I don't object to the demon lord wanting to go to the world, it's just that the Buddha wants to open the seal of the thirty heavens, and we in the demon world can't wait and see what happens." ”

"How are you doing?" Wen Chunxiang looked at the little embroidered knife in front of him, and secretly estimated the chance that he could beat him.

He had already consumed a lot of strength when he pulled out a little embroidered knife to fight against Manjushri Bodhisattva, and the cultivation of a little embroidered knife was unfathomable, invincible, and could only be outwitted. Just rushing at Ji Xie and Chopping Cangsheng are just a touch of this guy's soul, so they can't be underestimated.

"The demon world has been scattered for a long time, and naturally it needs people to integrate one or two." There was some regret on his face, "The demon lord has consumed so much power, and the ordinary heavenly and earthly treasures have not helped to restore it at all, and it will be restored for thousands of years simply by himself, shouldn't he make up for one or two?" ”

Wen Chunxiang was a little moved by what he said.

If he has to wait for thousands of years to restore his cultivation, then when will he be able to fulfill the agreement with the little monk that "new leaves will grow, and they will meet"? Three hundred years is not enough for him to sleep.

"What can you do?" Wen Chunxiang looked at a little embroidery knife distrustfully and asked.

"It's simple, just eat more." A little embroidered knife shrugged innocently and said, "If you want the demonic qi to be endless, you have to let them eat enough, otherwise they can only absorb the power of the deity." ”

"You let this seat kill those people from the Demon Realm?"

"How can you say kill?" A little embroidery knife frowned and said, "It's obviously a competition to compete for the position of the lord of this demon world." If there is no bloodshed, who will believe in the status of the Lord of the Demon Realm? It is common for big fish to eat small fish and small fish to eat dried shrimp, and the weak eat the strong. ”

“…… Good. Wen Chunxiang deeply admired the face of this embroidered knife, and felt that he still needed to learn more.

Seeing that Chunxiang readily agreed, a little embroidery knife was also happy to lead the way in front.

Thinking about it, he was also very unlucky, back then, the master followed the Demon Ancestor and left, leaving him here to wait for someone destined to open the Sixteenth Purgatory. Wen Chunxiang is entangled with that Buddha, and I don't know how many years I have to wait to become a demon god? His user can't become a demon god, he has to become the lord of this demon world, otherwise his famous name with a little embroidered knife will not become a joke in vain?

With the help of a little embroidered knife, Wen Chunxiang quickly arrived at the Demon Realm and defeated those Demon Venerable Demon Emperors one by one. During the fighting, Wen Chunxiang quickly replenished the vitality of his body and absorbed different kinds of demonic energy. The gaze of those demon emperors looking at Wen Chunxiang is not much different from looking at monsters, the demonic qi cultivated by each of them is different, why is this Wen Chunxiang absorbing without any obstacles, and he can still fuse it to fight and nourish the war? Not to mention that a little embroidered knife still helps him, where can the demon emperors compare?

After that, Wen Chunxiang found traces of Mu Zhu and others in the Demon Realm. After they came to the Demon Realm, their lives were also very good, with their cunning and heels, they easily got mixed up, and their cultivation was also a thousand miles a day. It's just that after a thousand miles of cultivation, when I saw Wen Chunxiang who was fighting in the demon world, it wasn't enough to see.

Now that I think of Mu Zhu and Yan Qiao's surprised appearances when they look at themselves, it is worth reminiscing.

Wen Chunxiang wouldn't say that he secretly recorded their stunned appearance with the recording spar, and when the little monk came back, he would appreciate it with him. Of course, the heroic posture of him and the other Demon Emperors was also recorded in different directions. As for the appearance of those injured pranayama devouring demonic qi, they were cut out by Wen Chunxiang.

Now that the demon world is unified, a little embroidered knife has returned to his own abyss to sleep, and he will only be called out when Wen Chunxiang has something. When Mu stopped in the Xieyang World, he was a good hand at management, and of course he was caught by Wen Chunxiang. Yan Qiao and Jinghuo were sent to manage the demon cultivators, anyway, they made the best use of them and guaranteed that they would not lose, so Wen Chunxiang was relieved to be his mascot demon master.

Now that I finally have time, I can rest assured that I can go to find the gift that the little monk said.

According to the little monk's temperament, the gift will definitely not be small, and it is very likely that it is hidden in the place where they have experienced it.

The first time Wen Chunxiang went was the Inzhen Temple in the middle world of Daochun.

There is no Injin Temple here for a long time.

The development of the Dao Chun world is very good, the big world continues to appear soaring people, the exercises are also constantly improving, more and more talents are needed, and there have been many immortals in the Dao Chun world, which are naturally focused on cultivating.

Wen Chunxiang bought a jade slip casually, and then he realized that he and Xie Zhenghong's generation were known as the "legendary generation" in the Daochun Middle World. "Wen Chunxiang, Xie Zhenghong, Sansi, Qi Yongyuan, Zhu Ning, Li Heguang, etc., all succeeded in soaring. Such a number of people set a new record in the world of Dao Chun, also known as one of the turning points in the world of Dao Chun.

Even if there is such a powerful person as Xie Zhenghong in the Inzhen Temple, he still tries his best to get involved with Xie Zhenghong. Helplessly, although Xie Zhenghong's version of the story has been adapted countless times, one thing remains the same, Xie Zhenghong has nothing to do with Inzhen Temple. Even, Inzhen Temple has become a typical case of "ignorance" in people's mouths. Because the population of the temple is not large, the exercises are also incomplete, and the heart is even more unbearable, so it is normal to decline like this.

When Wen Chunxiang revisited the Inzhen Temple, he found a little beggar living in the dilapidated temple of the Inzhen Temple.

The temple was in ruins, with only a few crumbling pillars and a few broken tiles, but it was still a place to stay. The little beggar was covered in scars, and it was a blessing to have a roof to cover him.

Wen Chunxiang didn't want to be nosy, but he found that there was some movement under the little beggar.

"Xiaohua, don't worry, we will definitely be able to survive the winter." The little beggar said softly.

It turned out that under the belly of this little beggar was a little rabbit.

It's weird.

On such a cold day, the little rabbit is almost unable to live, and this little beggar does not eat this rabbit, but still uses his own body temperature to protect it?

Wen Chunxiang was rarely interested.

Although he is not a good person, he also does not hate good people.

What made him even more interesting was that the eyes of this little beggar looked so similar to those of the little monk.

Wen Chunxiang loves the house and Wu, and can't help but be a little interested.

"Little ghost, your rabbit is dying." Wen Chunxiang fell, strode into the broken temple, and said.

When the little beggar heard someone, he quickly turned his head and saw Wen Chunxiang who was smiling, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes, "God...... Immortal? ”

"I'm not a god." Wen Chunxiang laughed, stretched out his finger and pointed at the little beggar's belly, "You give me this rabbit, and I will let you dress and eat well every day in the future, how about it?" After speaking, two fragrant meat buns appeared in Wen Chunxiang's hands.

He could clearly see that the little beggar had swallowed his saliva for a long time.

But the little beggar still shook his head and refused, "Xiaohua is my only friend, and I will not give it to you." ”

"But if you don't give it to me, it's going to die." Wen Chunxiang said seriously, "On such a cold day, if you are hungry, you will die." ”

“…… You, what do you want Xiaohua for? The little beggar shrank back and asked timidly.

"Of course I took it and ate it." Wen Chunxiang said without hesitation, "It's not easy to find such a rabbit in this winter." ”

"You have buns, why do you want to eat small flowers?"

"Then the rich people on the street are not short of money, so why should they collect money?" Wen Chunxiang asked rhetorically.

Where could the poor little beggar know such a profound question, and was suddenly stunned.

"You really won't give me this little rabbit?" Wen Chunxiang stepped forward and handed over the meat buns.

"Nope." The little beggar shook his head firmly, "It's not interesting for me to live, it's okay to die with Xiaohua." ”

“…… You don't want your friends to live? Wen Chunxiang was surprised.

"I'm afraid of being alone, too." The little beggar lowered his head and said sadly, "I have no friends but it." I'll die with it, I'll die, go to Lord Hades, and I'll be reincarnated as a rabbit with it. ”

"Kid is pretty good." Wen Chunxiang said with a smile, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a chance." ”

Boom.

A jade slip fell in front of the little beggar, along with a few hot meat buns.

"It's also fate to meet you in the Inzhen Temple, and the inheritance of the Injin Temple will be given to you, haha."

Wen Chunxiang disappeared in the blink of an eye, completely leaving this matter behind. He had done what he wanted, and it was none of his business to see what the little beggar would become.

Well, just do good deeds for your meeting with the little monk.

In the past few years, Wen Chunxiang has traveled to every corner of the Daochun Middle World, but he has not found the gift Xie Zhenghong said, and his mood is quite depressed. The little monk has been in the fairy world for so long, at most, he will go to the fairy world to cultivate the real world or something, there is no reason why the little monk will let go of the Dao Chunzhong world?

Or is it that the little monk was afraid that he would be too easy to find, so he deliberately didn't put it here?

The more Wen Chunxiang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and with the temperament of a little monk, he really did it. He wanted to hide something, and it was too difficult for him to find it. But if you can't find it, you have to find it, and you can't let the little monk's mind be wasted like this.

Wen Chunxiang followed their previous route again, but still found nothing.

If he didn't know Xie Zhenghong's character, he would have thought that Xie Zhenghong had deliberately made up such a gift to deceive him.

Wait a minute.

Wen Chunxiang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The Ascending Tower can go to the Immortal and Demon Realm, and it can go to the Cultivation Realm, so why can't it go to the human world?

He only thought that the little monk's gift needed some immortal aura to maintain, but he didn't think that the little monk would probably set up a formation in the world.

In the world, if you really hide the gift in the world, there is only one place where the little monk will go!

Wen Chunxiang's heart moved, and he arrived in the world in an instant.

Today happened to be the fifteenth day, and it was the time of the farming, so many people took the time to go to the neighborhood to worship God.

The storyteller in the teahouse finished talking about the interesting stories of the rivers and lakes, finished talking about the parents, and began to tell a story of demons and monsters under the pursuit of the tea guests.

Wen Chunxiang sat in this teahouse, and he had a formation on his body that made people ignore him, but no one would come over to bother him.

"Speaking of gods and ghosts, we have to mention the famous story here." One of the tea guests put down his teacup and sighed, "I remember when I was a child, my grandmother used to scare me about this!" ”

"Haha, you're talking about the mountain that was stolen, I've heard of it too." Another tea guest answered, "I heard that in the past, there was a big mountain outside this town, and there were many fierce beasts in it, which were so big and difficult to walk that many capable hunters could not avoid it. But one day, the mountain suddenly disappeared, and there was nothing left. In the past, my grandfather scared me, saying that if I didn't obey, I would be stolen into the mountains and never come back. ”

"Hey, the version I heard is not this, it is said that there is a beauty named Cuicui in the mountain, who was taken by the mountain god, Cuicui did not obey, and the mountain god abducted her in anger, and even moved the mountain away."

"That's what I've heard......"

The tea guests chattered about the anecdote, each with its own version, and almost quarreled, and no one noticed that there was no one missing in the corner.

Wen Chunxiang came to the outside of the town, stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of his eyes, and finally noticed a little difference.

Tut.

The little monk's formation is very level, and he accidentally even hid it.

Wen Chunxiang silently read two sentences, raised his feet and walked in. In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Chunxiang just disappeared suddenly.

After entering this formation, Wen Chunxiang found himself in front of a mountain.

This mountain is lush, full of flowers, cranes fly together, and there is flowing water murmuring, spring water dingdong, a fairyland on earth. Not to mention that there is a rich and profound aura in this mountain, which is even more pleasant.

"Who's coming?"

Wen Chunxiang suddenly appeared in front of a large number of humanoid monsters, some men and women, some old and some young, but all of them were extraordinary, and they were wearing a robe similar to a monk's robe.

The little monk still raises these things on his back?

Wen Chunxiang raised his head to look over, but found that those monsters were surprised and knelt down towards him.

"Welcome back the host."

"Master, you've worked hard."

Host...... Master?

Wen Chunxiang tapped his head, making sure that he hadn't seen these guys at all.

"You say, 'This seat is your master?'"

"yes." One of the leading monsters smiled, "Back then, when the mountain lord opened up this Zhuxiu Dojo, countless points of light fell from the sky, and I waited for the opportunity to open the spiritual wisdom." We have been cultivating here for nearly three hundred years, waiting for our master to come back. ”

Note show dojo?

The corners of Wen Chunxiang's mouth rose slightly.

"You've seen me?"

"The master said with a smile, of course we know you." A monster answered, "In the hundred gardens behind the mountain, there is a huge white jade statue, which is exactly what you, the master, look like!" ”

"Hey, where's the master?"

Wen Chunxiang had already left to see the so-called statue.

In front of him was a huge jade carving, every strand of hair was clearly visible, and the carver's deep love for this statue could be clearly seen.

"Stupid, what are I doing?" Wen Chunxiang scolded with a smile.

The white jade statue in front of him suddenly appeared with a soft light, and several big golden words appeared behind the statue's body:

Give my beloved little peony.