When Ping Shu was about to reach the top of the mountain, he put Jian Ning down, and told her to go to the top of the mountain to see the demon lord, and then he turned around and went down the mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until she couldn't see her figure that Jian Ning turned around and walked to the top of the mountain, such a high peak, it was the first time that Jian Ning climbed it, although she didn't come up by herself.

The place where she was put down was not far from the top of the mountain, and soon Jian Ning reached the top of the mountain, and naturally saw the man standing on the top of the mountain with his back to her near the edge.

The wind on the top of the mountain was blowing, and Jian Ning felt a little unable to open her eyes, so she hurriedly used her spiritual power to block those winds to feel better.

I saw the man with his back to her, with his hands behind his back, standing straight on the edge of the cliff and looking into the distance, a white robe swaying slightly in the wind. Where he stood, he would fall down if he took a little step forward, and Jian Ning pinched a handful of sweat when he saw it, because he had been standing there so calmly and looking at the scenery, although the scenery was quite beautiful.

Looking down, he could see his territory, and when he looked up, it was covered in mist, with the occasional mountain looming in it.

Jian Ning tilted her head to look, always feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly a trace of clarity flashed in her eyes, and finally found out where the place that had always felt strange was, this person's hair.

His hair was very long, at least up to his waist, and he didn't tie it all up, but let it hang loosely. Jian Ning touched his hair with his backhand, and there was no one to parent, so he withdrew his hand and walked forward.

"Senpai." Standing behind him, he bowed slightly. It's no wonder that Jian Ning called him that, no matter in terms of age. is still in cultivation, he is a lot higher than Jian Ning.

Although it looks like this person is very young, he is a big demon like them. Not to mention that she has lived for hundreds of years, and even Ping Qian is much older than her, and Ping Qian is already one hundred and fifty years old. When they first knew each other's ages, both Jian Ning and Ping Qian were shocked by each other.

Jian Ning didn't expect that Ping Qian had lived for so many years, and Ping Qian didn't expect that this new sister was only in her twenties, and she didn't know how many years younger than him. Later, under the explanation of the balance, they learned that the original 150-year-old is equivalent to about seven or eight years old for human beings. That's it. Ping Qian felt better in his heart, and continued to call Jian Ning sisterly and sisterly.

And the one in front of him should be the demon king of Kunlun Mountain, to say the least, he is hundreds of years old. And. The most important thing is his strength, Jian Ning can't see his true cultivation clearly, and at a glance it looks as if he has entered a confused swamp. I can't see anything clearly.

This situation can only be illustrated. His cultivation has already surpassed the late eighth-order cultivation, and so far, Jian Ning's eighth-order inner cultivation can be clearly distinguished.

This was the first time Jian Ning had seen a monk above the late eighth order, although it was a demon cultivator, it did not affect the apprehension and excitement in her heart.

Bi Xun had already discovered it when Jian Ning entered this mountain peak area, and when he heard her call, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he turned to look.

"You're the human monk who inadvertently broke into my place?" looked at Jian Ning's surprised expression with interest. Bi Xun stepped aside, waving a small round table and two chairs.

He sat down nonchalantly in one of the chairs. A tea set had already appeared on the table, and a pot of tea had been brewed, steaming.

"Sit!" Seeing that Jian Ning was still standing there, he smiled and stretched out his hand to ask Jian Ning to sit down.

Jian Ning sat on the chair opposite him in a daze, she didn't expect this demon king to be so young and handsome, and demon cultivators are generally very handsome and beautiful, she knew. However, when she saw his positive appearance, she intuitively knew that he was not that old, and she even felt younger than she was.

"You're the human monk? What is your name? Bi Xun slowly lifted the teapot and elegantly poured a cup for himself and Jian Ning.

"Yes, my name is Janine." Janine reached out and took the teacup he handed over.

"My name is Bi Xun."

"Bi Xun senior."

"Huh...... Hahaha...... "Hearing that Jian Ning still called him senior, Bi Xun chuckled, and since he felt as if he was very happy, he laughed out loud.

Jian Ning looked at him blankly, and then lowered his head and gently took a sip of the tea in the cup. Even if the water was only a little bit, the fragrance that overflowed from the mouth spread to all parts of the body, and the limbs seemed to be soothed. Jian Ning's eyes lit up, and she took another sip, and she really felt much refreshed, baby.

"Is it delicious? I'll bring you some later. Seeing Jian Ning holding a cup and drinking water happily, Bi Xun said with a smile.

"Thank you." Jian Ning was not polite, and thanked him with a smile.

"I wonder how you got here and what happened?"

Jian Ning saw that she finally asked the point, her expression was straight, she put down the cup in her hand, and began to tell her what had happened, of course, she didn't tell him that she had gotten Changbai Ling and Xiao Chi.

Ten minutes later, Jian Ning picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to moisten her lips, saying so many words at once just now, she felt a little dry in her mouth.

"So you don't know what's going on?" Bi Xun frowned slightly.

"Yes."

"The Immortal Pavilion has been opened, another ten-year period, what color is the Immortal Pavilion opened this time?"

"Red."

"Chi Ling is here."

"Hmm." When Bi Xun suddenly said this, Jian Ning naturally nodded, and the next moment she looked up at Bi Xun in surprise with a vigilant expression.

He was talking to her just now.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a red order." Seeing Jian Ning's expression, Bi Xun knew that she had misunderstood, and said with a chuckle.

"I think it's because of Chilingdi that you inadvertently entered Kunlun Mountain."

"By the way, your surname is Jane, who are you like to Jane?" Bi Xun asked suddenly.

"Jango? I do not know. "Jane Ning pretended to be innocent on the surface, but her heart was already turbulent, Jane Go, how could she not know who it was, it was her maternal great-grandfather, her grandmother's father.

However, how could this Kunlun Mountain Demon King know the name of his maternal great-grandfather, could they still know each other?

"He's an old friend of mine, I didn't expect to see his descendants." Bi Xun obviously didn't believe Jian Ning's words, but continued to talk to himself.

Jian Ning stared at him with wide eyes, a friend of his maternal great-grandfather, then she was really a senior! But this is true or fake, it won't be a smoke bomb deliberately released for Chiling. However, if he wanted Chi Ling, he would just wave his hand and kill himself in seconds, why bother going around in such a big circle.

So, is he really a good friend of his maternal great-grandfather? I thought he was young and unreal, but I instantly felt that this demon king of my grandmother's generation was not so demonic, but I still felt very wonderful and unbelievable.

"What? Weird, isn't it? A generation of demon cultivators turned out to be friends with human monks. Seeing Jian Ning's disbelief-stricken look, Bi Xun said with a smile. (To be continued......)