"It turned out to be him!"

"Looks like the wildness hasn't been lost yet!"

Huang Shang looked at this young monk who looked solemn on the surface, but was actually full of pretending to be forced, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I said I was a demon earlier, but I was so hard to play before.

And if you don't chant poetry when you appear, you know it......

The golden cicada chanted: "Earth, water, fire, and wind turn into this body, and the four major bodies are destroyed, and each of them returns to the truth." All the demons and six thieves have dissipated, and the bittersweet future is only the master. ”

Well, when I didn't say it......

The demons listened, but they showed their agreement.

I was afraid that the Buddhist monks would forcibly regularize, but now it seems that it is my own demon.

Being in the Buddhist gate, the heart is in the demon, and I don't panic for a day.

After Jin Chanzi introduced herself, she looked at Huang Shang and waited to report to her home.

He had never been able to see where this young demon king came from, but now he could finally satisfy his curiosity.

Huang Shang originally wanted to curb this unhealthy trend, but considering that he was still a five-month-old baby, and the other party killed the hundred-eyed demon king who had been practicing for five hundred years with one move, he paced seven steps with his claws on his back, and said with a long chant: "The dragon is hiding in the hidden waves, and it is mixed with the shrimp toad. Wait for the head to start, shake the thunderbolt and shake the mountains and rivers! ”

Covering the sea: "!! ”

Demons: "......"

Golden Cicada: "......"

Don't lie to me, you're not a Jiao at all.

And what are the expressions of those little demons under you?

Jin Cicada is extremely smart, looked at the sea covering, and suddenly understood.

Copying poems?

And this kind of operation?

Huang Shang also ignored Jin Chanzi, and after letting a group of younger brothers and sisters start cleaning up the battlefield, he walked towards the cave of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King.

Just when the mighty Heavenly Dragon was roaring, he found that there was a strong life fluctuation inside, but it was not a complete life fluctuation.

This sounds tongue-inting, but it actually means that there is a part of the body of a creature in it.

Thinking of the special nature of the Five Peerless Mountains and the entrenchment of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King, Huang Shang felt that his fate might have come.

This treasure is related to me.

The golden cicada smiled at the ground, so frightened that she hurried to move the bricks, and then followed her to the cave, and asked in the back: "You are a goblin, aren't you afraid of poor monks?" ”

Huang Shang said: "I'm a good demon. ”

Jin Chanzi smiled: "Just because you don't give up the little demon, and you don't burn the forest to detour?" ”

Huang Shang said: "I am a baby. ”

Jin Chanzi shook his head: "The demon clan is not old, some demons have just been born, and they can bring disaster to the world and make life miserable!" ”

Huang Shang said: "I'm a good demon. ”

Jin Chanzi asked, "How to prove it?" ”

Huang Shang said: "I am a baby. ”

Golden Cicada: "......"

Just in the course of taking turns to repeat, a demon and a monk came to the depths of the cave, and what caught their eyes was a slender black thorn, which was inserted upside down on the mountain wall, and an incomparably powerful wave spread out.

Huang Shang's eyes froze.

This is the culprit that caused the ban on humans and animals in the Five Peerless Mountains, and only the strong demon clan can survive?

Jin Cicada's face also became solemn, and after a moment of recognition, he made a judgment: "This is a tail thorn of the Ancient Demon Saint Qin Yuan!" ”

The hill of Kunlun, there are birds, its shape is like a bee, as big as a mandarin duck, the name is Qinyuan, the birds and beasts of the oyster (hē) are dead, and the oyster wood is withered.

Translated, it is in the Kunlun Mountains, there lives a sacred bird named Qinyuan, which looks like a bee, the size of a mandarin duck, and its claws sting birds and beasts, birds and beasts die, sting trees, and trees wither.

Compared with other famous demon saints in ancient times, Qin Yuan's fame is very small, but looking at the poisonous mist that is thousands of miles around the Five Peerless Mountains now, just a tail thorn left by her, you can imagine the majesty of the demon saint back then.

The strength and weakness are all compared, the birds, beasts and trees of ancient Kunlun are not as big as now, they are all very large, and they are stung to death by this one, which can be called a hegemon.

Huang Shang looked at the tail thorn, and his eyes lit up: "If you can create a weapon......

The previous blackiron rod has been eliminated and can't keep up with the rhythm.

He really needed a blade that was right at this stage.

After all, it's not Wukong, as soon as you get started, it's Dinghaishen Needle Iron, and the baby is bitter in his heart, so he can only update himself.

Jin Chanzi was speechless: "The poor monk still wants it, don't look at it mild now, it really wants to be powerful, a radius of 100 miles, and all spirits are forbidden!" ”

Yes, in Jin Chanzi's opinion, this black thorn is already considered mild, and the change of the Five Peerless Mountains is just an unconscious diffusion.

This is also in line with the temperament of the Qin Yuan Demon Saint, other creatures don't offend her, she won't offend other creatures.

And the Hundred-Eyed Demon King didn't dare to make direct contact, but just stayed on the side, letting his demon body be contaminated with the aura that spread from above, and improving his Taoism.

This is the same as the fact that the earth is devouring the fragrant flower treasure candle, and they all hope to improve the innate through external objects and break the original limit.

The golden cicada can easily kill the Hundred-Eyed Demon King, but he is cautious about this tail thorn, his hands are folded, and the surface of his body is filled with golden light, and a layer of glazed golden light spreads from his feet, ready to lay down the Buddhist Gate formation.

However, at this moment, Huang Shang stepped forward and pressed his claws to a foot away in front of the tail spur.

"Don't be impulsive!"

The golden cicada's face changed, and then he turned surprised.

Because the tail thorn trembled slightly, but no toxin erupted.

Jin Chanzi sighed lightly: "The poor monk believes that you are a good demon." ”

Qin Yuan is not a poisonous demon, her thorn is used for protection, and now this thorn has fallen here, and there is also a gentle aura inside, which has been contained.

What Huang Shang did was to draw out the gentle breath inside it, help control the wildness, and control the toxicity.

At the end of the day, it is not an earth-shattering exercise, but the ability to control the wild.

And to be able to control the wildness so much, and before the Baoling Temple Autumn has not committed any crimes, an optimistic and cheerful, positive, low level of education of the young demon image, in the heart of the rapid formation, Jin Cicada said sincerely: "My Buddha is merciful, the poor monk will teach you to compose poetry, don't copy it in the future......"

What a simple request!

But Huang Shang's attention at this time was completely focused on Qin Yuan's tail thorn.

In this big world, there are opportunities everywhere, and there are not a few people who get the opportunity to get ahead, the demon head, the Buddha, and the immortal head.

But those are survivor deviations, and those who were stoned to death by chance are unknown.

Therefore, in the face of this kind of legacy of the demon saint, there can be no carelessness.

Huang Shang estimated that the days before he turned one year old would be spent here, and he had to take this tail thorn all the time.

And during this period, presumably the golden cicada also left.

This second disciple of Rulai, compared with the old-fashioned monk, is quite deviant.

It's pretty two.

The more this happens, the less I know what he will think next.

Huang Shangke didn't want to get involved with a second-class monk and waste his good demon life.

Stay in a cave and refine a good magic weapon, isn't it fragrant?

It was indeed very fragrant, because the next moment, the tail thorn that was deeply rooted in the mountain wall suddenly buzzed and vibrated with a very improper amplitude, and then flew out and fell into Huang Shang's hands on its own.

Huang Shang was stunned, and felt that he had a sense of intimacy with this tail thorn.

That is not only his own control of the wild, but also a combination of qi numbers.

Is this a confession?

Immediately afterwards, the information from the tail thorn made him understand the reason why this demon saint relic recognized its owner.

The Ancient Great Demon Qin had already fallen, and the gentle aura remaining in the tail thorn was only his last divine thought, hoping to pass it on to a promising descendant of the demon clan.

For inheritance, the Tao and strength at this stage are not important, the most important thing is the potential and future.

There is no doubt that Huang Shang's level of all aspects perfectly meets the conditions for recognizing the Lord.

So the Hundred-Eyed Demon King has been guarding here for hundreds of years, and he doesn't pay attention to the tail thorn, and now he has just come here and has become its master.

Perhaps, this is a demon life~

Huang Shang couldn't see his specific qi number, but he was also sure that with this demon saint relic, his qi number would inevitably rise sharply, and then he could logically enter a period of rapid development.

But first get rid of this monk.

He put away his tail thorn and said to the golden cicada: "Thank you, master!" ”

Jin Chanzi smiled: "The donor is polite, this treasure has the intention of letting you be the master, and the hundred-eyed centipede can only be arrogant for a while, and will be defeated by you after all!" ”

Huang Shang suddenly said: "I see, goodbye master!" ”

Golden Cicada: "......"

I'm polite, are you serious?

However, the people in Buddhism, as long as they don't throw him into the river and soak him for three days and three nights, they are still very talkative, and the golden cicada folded his hands and began to settle old accounts: "The donor has learned the "Prajna Heart Sutra", "Eight Heavenly Dragon Sutras" and "Jizo Bodhisattva Original Wish Sutra"? ”

Huang Shangdao: "I don't know if I have learned, it seems to be, it seems to be not." ”

Jin Chanzi said strangely: "What is the reason? ”

Huang Shang didn't answer, looking at him with big innocent eyes and blinking.

Jin Chanzi came to his senses.

This guy is uneducated, I'm afraid he doesn't even know what he practiced!

"Is the spell so strange!"

Jin Chanzi felt that he understood, and it turned out that he was blind and made up.

If you change to other Buddhist disciples, you will definitely no longer care, what is the need to care about the things that are practicing blindly?

But the brain circuit of the golden cicada is not the same: "I don't know but I know, I don't know, the heart of a child, the meaning of compassion, is quite rare!" ”

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Huang Shang calmly accepted the compliment, and the Demon Saint Tail Thorn in his hand faintly changed to a stick, still vibrating, and the amplitude was serious.

The golden cicada paved the way, and the poor dagger saw it: "However, the benefactor's practice is not correct, and the mantra is inevitably wrong, recite it in its entirety, and give it to the poor monk to listen to!" ”

"These two disciples have taken a fancy to the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Mantra?"

Only then did Huang Shang understand what this guy wanted.

He originally recited those spells that were put together randomly, just to show that he had a very shallow knowledge of Buddhism, and practiced indiscriminately, so as to save himself from being forced to return to the West by saying that you have a relationship with my Buddha, but he didn't expect that there were really strange monks, and he felt that this kind of mantra was majestic.

This can't be done, in case the reincarnation comes in early, can meet the golden cicada, and when the time comes, I see a monk who can't move the mighty dragon, and I think I'm running the world!

So, Huang Shangwei pretended to be stupid: "Master, I read it casually, and it's different every time." ”

Jin Chanzi said with a smile: "It's okay, just tell the poor monk about the version of 'Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Dizang'!" ”

Huang Shangdao: "That's what the master listened to, I haven't thought about anything else yet, ...... others."

Jin Chanzi does not abandon or give up: "It's okay, the poor monk can help the donor think!" ”

"This monk is really stubborn......

Huang Shang was helpless, so he could only ask: "Didn't the master fall in love with the little demon's spell?" ”

The contrast between the two antonyms, one large and one small, vividly shows the speaker's injustice and helplessness towards reality, as well as the suppressed emotions that he wants to shout but can't really express.

The golden cicada immediately clasped his palms together: "My Buddha is merciful!" ”

Just when Huang Shang thought that this matter was over and walked out of the cave, this guy followed up again: "What is behind the Panruba Ma Coax, can you still remember it?" Do you want the poor monk to remind me? ”

Huang Shang: "......"

"Big brother!"

On the other side, seeing him and the golden cicada walking out of the cave, the demons of the Nine-Tailed Mountain surrounded them, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

No way, this monk is too powerful, he hammered the Hundred-Eyed Demon King with one punch, in case the eldest brother has three long and two short, and his own group of seven sisters and brothers, he can only lift the coffin......

As for the demons of the Five Peerless Mountains who were captured, they were naturally extremely disappointed.

They can't wait for this inexplicable demon king to be taken by the monk to avenge their hundred-eyed king.

But the next moment, the eyes of the leaders suddenly froze.

Because of the Qinyuan tail thorn that Huang Shang was holding in his hand.

Hula!

The Commanders retreated in fright.

They had seen it, and they knew that this thing was the culprit of the poisonous mist of the Five Peerless Mountains, and they knew that this thing was the forbidden body of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King, and they knew that the Hundred-Eyed Demon King couldn't even get close to it, so he could only lie on his stomach at the edge.

As for these leaders under the five-hundred-year-old Dao, they can only look at it from a distance, and they can really be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

And now, this treasure is obediently held in the hands of the new king.

After all the commanders were frightened, they all bowed down in unison, and their tones were extremely fanatical: "Meet the new king!" Meet the new King! ”

The strong is king!

Huang Shang waved his hand calmly, incorporating these into his command and strengthening the team.

Not only in the valley here, but because they adopted a surprise attack strategy of directly smashing the Yellow Dragon, at this time, there were still half of the little demons in the Five Peerless Mountains who did not participate in the battle.

Absorb all these defeated generals, and the little demons under his command will be close to 100,000.

Although this number does not mean anything, any powerful demon king of the thousand-year-old Dao may be able to swallow all 100,000 little demons with a big mouth, but occupying one side is almost enough.

As soon as the tail thorns are collected, the poisonous fog will soon disperse, connecting the Five Peerless Mountains with the Nine Tails Mountain, the Ten Essence Mountains, and the Wuyu Mountain, which is a territory with a radius of thousands of miles.

Not bad! Not bad!

It's a pity that the purple gold furnace of Baolin Temple can't be borrowed, and I have to find a way to get a good Dan furnace.

Once he has a Dan Furnace and the material pill is self-sufficient, his power will immediately undergo earth-shaking changes, and he can expand tenfold in the shortest possible time.

While conceiving the next development plan, Huang Shang talked to Jin Chanzi with a match.

This monk is too stubborn, and if he wants a spell, he will satisfy him, and he will just make it up anyway.

So, the golden cicada began to chant the mantra: "?? Palm to destroy the Eight Desolations?? Providence Vault???? Six Realms?? Ten Thousand Ways to Print?? Great Sun Xuantian Mantra! ”

Majestic enough, right? Domineering enough, right?

Jin Chanzi read it enthusiastically, but he felt that it was not appropriate, is this too arrogant?

Anyway, there are Buddhist disciples present, and the poor monks are reciting in their hearts;

Without the presence of Buddhist disciples, the poor monk shouted loudly!

What a clever little ghost!

Huang Shang saw that his blood was boiling with practice, and he happened to ask about the Dan furnace.

This is the second disciple of the Buddha, with a background to the sky, and a Dan furnace should be no problem, right?

Unexpectedly, Jin Chanzi frowned, quite embarrassed, and then secretly revealed that the Dan furnace is a strategic material and is organized.

Huang Shang said it was very dry.

Actually, for a world where Dan Dao cultivation is the mainstay, this is a very normal thing.

If you don't control the method of alchemy, in this place where the treasures of heaven and earth are all over the mountains, various forces have already sprung up.

Drought and waterlogging are a common disease in every world, and polarization is normal.

In this world, Buddhism and Taoism have a lot of Dan furnaces, and even places like Baolin Temple can have them, but in addition to these two religions, those idle clouds and wild cranes, goblins and ghosts, even if they have the heart of alchemy, they can often only guard a broken furnace, or hit the magic weapon of the opportunity to inherit the predecessors......

As a result, they had no choice but to rely on the two religions and had no independent power.

Fortunately, Jin Chanzi thought of something next, and said with a smile: "The donor can go to the Four Seas Dragon Palace!" ”

Huang Shang's eyes also lit up: "Four Seas Dragon Palace!" ”

From the perspective of the demon clan, he is very disgusted with the Four Seas Dragon Clan.

Because these guys were the first to throw themselves into the heavenly court, and the demon clan was recruited, as a result, the heavenly court was afraid of the strong strength of the dragon clan, so they divided them into all corners of the world, traveled clouds and rain, and defined all kinds of restrictions, if Buyu had any mistakes, then he would punish himself with three cups and kill a dragon.

As a result, the Four Seas Dragon Clan found that after they took refuge, they did not get the power they expected, but they were separated from the other demon clans and were hostile, which was a bit inhuman.

I don't know if the Four Seas Dragon Clan regrets it in their hearts, but what they know is that since then, these "noble" Dragon Clans have begun to get drunk and dream to death, and they don't do anything to be angry except for collecting treasures.

The courtiers learn to defile themselves in order to survive, and the Emperor of Heaven is relieved.

As a result, over time, the state of the Sihai Dragon Palace became: the sense of existence on weekdays is zero, once you need to carry the pot and lack a baby, hey, it's them.

It is a combination of part-time workers and ATMs.

Mixed up with this, there is no one left.

Of course, the so-called ATM is relative to the big guy with background and strength.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses, let alone a herd of dragons?

With the current Huang Shang alone, if he dares to go to the Dragon Palace to search for shellfish, the Dragon King of the Four Seas will let him know that what is called a temporary worker also has a few teeth.

So at this moment, Huang Shang looked at the golden cicada.

"Master, let's go to the Dragon Palace together?"

"It's not convenient for poor monks."

"The mighty dragon spell, tattooing a few dragons on the body, is particularly majestic......"

"My Buddha is compassionate! Walk! ”