"Let's go."

The ink qilin led Lin Yi and flew towards the northwest of the black forest, and while flying, he introduced to Lin Yi: "Robbing the body, in fact, this fog demon tree is a very spiritual ancient tree, as long as the age of the tree reaches a hundred years, then, it can transform into a fog demon. ”

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"As long as the tree is a hundred years old, it can transform into a demon?" Lin Yi's eyes widened.

It's very difficult to transform into a demon. It takes a lot of serendipitous coincidences and a long period of penance to do it.

Some thousand-year-old trees can't successfully transform into demons, but I didn't expect that when the age of this fog demon tree reaches a hundred years, it can be transformed into a demon in one fell swoop.

"Hmm, although the fog demon tree can become a demon in a hundred years, the fog demons that are transformed into are just some low-level demons. If you want to become a climate, you also need a long period of cultivation. ”

"However, the fog demon is naturally good at illusion, hiding traces, and cultivating demon magic is a good hand. They are often able to sneak up on the attack, or cast illusions to defeat the strong with the weak. ”

Mo Qilin said.

"How many fog demons are there in this black forest?" Lin Yi nodded, and had a general impression of the fog demon.

"Originally, there were more than 5,000 fog demons, but they were killed and injured in several cruel wars, and now there are probably only more than 1,000 fog demons left." Mo Qilin added: "Actually, there was originally a Fog Demon King in this black forest, although he only had the cultivation of the two heavens of the Divine Yuan Realm, he was extremely good at illusion and was a good hand. ”

"It's a pity that in the last fierce battle between me and the three Lion Tiger Brothers, the Mist Demon King was unfortunately killed. The fog demon clan is now a group of dragons without a leader, and the sand is scattered. ”

Mo Qilin sighed.

"Has the Mist Demon King died?" Lin Yi frowned, "Then who will lead the current fog demon clan?" ”

"In today's Black Forest, there are a total of three tribes, one is the Bodhi Sect led by the two monks, and there are about a thousand Buddhas. One is the Wutu Sect led by Fuji Laoqian, which also has thousands of demon clan disciples. The third is the fog demon clan, and there are more than a thousand fog demons. ”

"Originally, the Mist Demon King and Fuji Laoqian were double cultivators, but now that the Fog Demon King has unfortunately died, the Mist Demon clan is temporarily under the leadership of Fuji Laoqian."

Mo Qilin introduced.

Lin Yi nodded slightly and asked, "What kind of cultivation are they cultivating in this vine old man and the Fuji monk?" ”

"Fuji Laoqian, like the Fuji Monk, is the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the Shenyuan Realm, among them, the Fuji Monk is the reincarnation of the thousand-year-old Bodhi Fruit, and his cultivation talent is even better. But his qualifications are still shallow, and he is the younger generation of Teng Laoqian. ”

Mo Qilin said.

"Not bad, not bad."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "This vine is a thousand years old man, the body is a thousand-year-old vine demon, and the body of the two monks is a thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit, both of them are in the Divine Yuan Realm Eight Heavens Realm, presumably under my cultivation, it won't be long before they can be promoted to the realm of enlightenment, and when the time comes, our sect will have two more holy kings!" ”

Mo Qilin smiled and nodded.

Soon, the two of them came to the sky above a tribe in the northwest, and looking down from the sky, they could see a lot of tree houses, spreading for thousands of miles, and many demon clans of different shapes strolling in between. In the woods, there are many fruit groves with brightly colored spirit fruits.

Six hundred miles away, there are splendid buildings built with bursts of sandalwood inside, and there are little monks chanting the scriptures.

Needless to say, Lin Yi and Mo Qilin have already arrived at the base camp of the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect.

It is worth noting that the demon clan and the base camp of the Buddha sect are not far away, and they are safe and sound.

"Strange, why haven't the two monks and Fuji Laoqian come out to welcome us?"

Mo Qilin frowned slightly, "Could it be that these two guys are not in the Black Forest?" ”

Lin Yi and Mo Qilin did not hide their breath, and now they have come to the sky above the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect, and with the cultivation of the Fuji Monk and the vine Laoqian, they should have discovered it a long time ago.

Lin Yi stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, smiling lightly, without the slightest impatience.

"Fuji Monk, Teng Laoqian, the sect master has arrived, why don't you hurry up and get out to greet you!"

Mo Qilin was faintly angry, and immediately shouted, and at the same time, a terrifying Shattered Realm coercion swept down, shaking the ground.

"The sect master is here, it's the sect master who is here!"

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

"The disciple has seen the sect master!"

Feeling the terrifying coercion, the disciples of the Wutu Sect and the Bodhi Sect rushed out one after another, kneeling on the ground, and bowing to the Mo Qilin and Lin Yi in the air.

At the same time, thousands of translucent fog demons also turned into wisps of mist and swept out, kneeling on the ground.

Whizzing!

Immediately afterwards, two figures, one silver and one gold, also flew out of a temple of the Bodhi Sect one after another, and in a few ups and downs, they flew in front of Lin Yi and Mo Qilin.

"Wutu Sect Vine Old Qian, welcome the sect master! If you miss the distance, you hope to forgive your sins! ”

A short, thin old man in a silver robe saluted respectfully.

"The only monk of the Bodhi Sect, welcome to the sect master!" Monk Fuji is a fat man with a fat head and big ears and a shiny face, who looks very immature, only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes are wandering, giving people a sense of sophistication and maturity in insight into the world.

"Bastard, why did you come out so late? Could it be that in your eyes, you don't take me into account at all? "Mo Qilin's slashing of his head and face is a scolding.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Fuji Laoqian and the Fuji monk were so frightened that they bowed down again and again, and beads of sweat fell on their foreheads.

"Sect Master Qi, we were praying for the heart of the fog demon just now, looking forward to the heart of the fog demon being able to attach to the new fog demon, so as to give birth to a new fog demon king."

"Because I was preoccupied and didn't notice the situation in the outside world, I neglected and hoped for forgiveness."

Monk Fuji explained.

"The Heart of the Fog Demon?" Mo Qilin raised his eyebrows, and his face softened.

"Let's not mention this matter for the time being, let me introduce you first, this is the eternal tribulation body, and the real sect master of our sect. Soon the enthronement ceremony will be held, and the official enthronement will be held. ”

Mo Qilin pointed at Lin Yi and introduced it to Fuji Laoqian and Fuji Monk with a smile.

"Eternal robbery? Our suzerain? ”

"Oh my God, this is the legendary eternal body that planted a seed of divine consciousness in Chengxiantai? He wants to be our suzerain? ”

Fuji Laoqian and Fuji Monk were all shocked, staring at Lin Yi with an incredible expression, as if they didn't expect that Lin Yi was really like the legend, only the Shenyuan realm.

Just in the realm of the Divine Yuan, he was able to plant a seed of divine consciousness into the ninth step of the Sendai, this kind of ancient and peerless talent was simply terrifying.

"In Shimoto Laoqian, the sect master of the Wutu Sect, the second elder of the sect, meet the sect master."

The short old man with a thin body immediately stepped forward quickly, knelt on the ground in the air, and bowed to Lin Yisan nine times.

"Monk Zaifuji, the sect master of the Bodhi sect, is the third elder of the sect, and he meets the sect master."

The chubby monk No. 2 bowed to Lin Yisan with a smile and nine bows.

"No courtesy."

Lin Yi stepped forward to help the two up, "From now on, we will be a family, so there is no need to be polite." ”

Fuji Laoqian and Fuji Monk smiled and nodded in response.

It is also a joy to be able to become a subordinate of a legend.