Three months ago.

All the sects of the Taoist sect or the masters of the mountains and fields all received a messenger of unknown origin on the same quiet night. The pine smoke ink on the yellow table paper, painted with talisman gall and cinnabar rune, immediately burned in front of him, turning into a line of green smoke and white characters: The demon king is in the world, and the disaster of destroying the world. Infinite Mountain, a total of demons.

At first, people were skeptical, but in their bones, they were always good people. As soon as he heard that someone else had gone first, he felt that he couldn't be left behind, so he picked up the magic weapons one by one and gathered them in Wuliang Mountain, preparing to take advantage of the number of people to capture the peerless demon king.

The mist-shrouded Wuliang Mountain, surrounded by mountains and steep rocks. Looking at the blue faintly from afar, Yan Yan is scorching. Crowds of people walked up the hundreds of stone steps, and only stopped when they reached the open and flat area at the top of the mountain.

At first glance, these people all look like people, fairy wind and bones.

"It's still the disciple of Junling Mountain Shenxiao who came early, and he deserves to be the number one sect in the Dao Sect. The person who spoke was calm and measured, nodded slightly, was old and long-bearded, with a Qiankun bag pinned to his waist, and a whisk in his hand rested on the crook of his arm with a casual wave. The disciples behind him were all wearing a nine-beam lacquered hat and a gossip robe lined with white shirts and covered with black soft gauze.

The one who answered the question was a young man who looked quite qualified. Wearing a crown on his head, a Molan robe embroidered with stars, the hem of the clothes moves with the wind, and a seven-star magic sword hanging obliquely on his back is particularly eye-catching.

"It's a senior of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and the little nephew is polite. It's not too late for everyone to come. ”

"It's easy to say, let's all defend the way. It just so happens that my alchemy furnace is still short of a blind introduction, and when I catch the demon king, I will use it to help refine. ”

Not far away, there were Taoist people dressed like them. The crowd was in groups of three, saying polite words. The expression was salty, as if he didn't come today to catch the demon king, but to meet a familiar face in the ordinary puja.

The mountain is empty, and on the halfway stone steps, there are two people who are resting on the road halfway up the mountain back to back, panting and sweating, both of them have opened some clothes and blown the wind. It's not easy to walk up, and when the socks are wet, I feel like mud.

"Master, it's strange, why can't the demon king's mountain even see a little demon patrolling the mountain?"

"Maybe it's lonely, but not everyone likes to be the king. ”

"Master, there is no one on the mountain road anymore, let's continue to walk up. ”

"What's the hurry! Are those people in a hurry to find death still afraid that Lord Yama won't accept it? If the apprentice gives away the head for nothing, who will he give the teacher a pension for the end of the day?"

The one who is called the master is called Nanshan. It is the Yicheng Palace of Niutou Mountain, the head of this little-known small sect. It looks like he is thirty-seven or eighteen, with two short beards, a mixed yuan scarf on his head, and a corset of Ge Qing's cross-placket coat.

Nanshan rolled his eyes and sighed, with a look on his face, he couldn't help but roar in his heart: If he hadn't been deceived by the pit, he should have ridden the green ox to do things leisurely now. Heaven is unfair, and some unconscious apprentices have been raised.

Zhou Xuanqing, who was choreographed by the master, turned around as if he had a feeling, the corners of his lips were hooked, his eyes were crooked to flatter, he pulled the sleeve of Nanshan, and put on a righteous statement, "Master, there is a way in the world, and there must be a coincidence." Even if we can't catch the demon this time, it's good to have a long experience. Don't you often say that in the realm of Niutou Mountain, drawing talismans is very boring?"

A green silk is neatly pulled up, and a peach hairpin is inserted obliquely. The Taoist robe on his body is plain blue and white, the body under the narrow sleeves and gown is petite, and the face is not powdered but the complexion is beautiful, which is really a good year for the eighteen pearls.

Eighteen years ago, Zhou Xuanqing was still a discarded baby girl, because there was a piece of jade engraved with the word Zhou on her body, Nanshan took it upon herself to give her the name Zhou Xuanqing.

After being depressed for a while, Nanshan pinched his chin with two fingers, and said in a soft tone, "There are so many people, stand farther away with the teacher when you see the excitement later, be careful that they fight and hurt the pond fish." ”

Nanshan people have to get by, often say that the door seeks the Tao, pay attention to fate, don't fight, don't rob, send you to death, I am safe.

On the top of the mountain, the group of Taoists were discussing how to lure out the demon king. Someone proposed, "Demons must be cunning, how about a spell that stirs up the earth and shakes the mountains?"

Demons like to practice in the dark, which means to shake it out.

After summing it up, I saw that Gao Yin of the Heavenly Dao Sect took the lead in stepping out. From the Qiankun bag tied around his waist, he took out three yellow paper talismans. With a slight shake of his head, the dust was held between his arms, and his ten fingers were quickly pinched to turn the sky over, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was full of words, "Heaven and earth are born together to sweep away the filth... Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, God help me... Lingbao Tianzun is as anxious as a law!"

With a bang, three yellow paper talismans quickly flew out of their hands, and they only hung in the air for a short time, and then they burned into a cloud of fire.

A thunderstorm, a landslide, and a ferocious.

A moment later, the wind suddenly lifted the sand and rocks, the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and out of thin air a thunderous roar shook the creatures on the mountain, and they sensed that danger was about to come. Sure enough, in the next moment, the ground cracked a few like ditches, the lake at the foot of the mountain began to rush against the current, the mountain forest was large and sloping, and the flowers, birds, insects and beasts did not become fine or not, and those who could escape could not escape and had shrunk into a ball.

When the earth shook the earth, all the Taoists had already swallowed the wind talisman and hung off the ground. However, the effect of the spell was limited, and after about half a cup of tea, the discoloration gradually returned to tranquility, the dark clouds dispersed, and everyone's toes slowly touched the ground.

It's also strange, such a big movement, the demon king didn't shake out, and even the ordinary spirit didn't pop out. This immeasurable mountain is full of aura, but it is also weird.

Nanshan and Zhou Xuanqing's master and apprentice finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and sat down on a fallen stone tablet nearby. Fang Cai cast the spell violently, and the rubble kept rolling down the shaking stone steps, and the two of them could dodge, the Taoist robes on their bodies were stained with dust, and their faces were even more gray and embarrassed.

Knowing the embarrassment at this moment, before the two of them could open their mouths to say hello, they saw that the sharp eyes of the Shenxiao disciple had already drawn back and forth on the two of them, and they looked at the eyes and asked, "Who is this Taoist master without asking him?"

Nanshan stood up, lifted his collar, pressed the placket, shook his sleeves, and looked around before holding his fists, "It's easy to say, in the next Chenggong Nanshan Daoist, this is my apprentice." As he spoke, he pointed at Zhou Xuanqing, who lowered his face.

The Shenxiao disciple glanced at it and didn't care, and swept around his memory: The name of this palace view and the Taoist leader has never been heard of.

However, he is a high-ranking faction, and he has to be hypocritical and polite on his face, "I have been looking up for a long time, since I am a fellow believer, let's stay here with me to catch demons." ”

Gao Yin of the Heavenly Dao Sect was talking to his apprentice, and when he heard this movement, he looked sideways slightly, and glanced over here.

As soon as the Shenxiao disciple turned around, he went to find someone else, leaving Zhou Xuanqing and Nanshan to be left aside, and no one could take care of them.

Zhou Xuanqing picked up an arm-length broken branch from the ground at random, his eyes wandered between the group of Taoists, and he was stunned when he swept to the old pine on the edge of the cliff, and after hesitating, he deliberately exclaimed: "Master, look, there are immortals!"

"Stupid man, where did the immortals come from, most of the people on this immeasurable mountain are demons. Nanshan said this, and his eyes still looked in the direction of his finger.

The sky was dark and bright for a while, so no one noticed when the towering old Panasonic on the edge of the cliff stood a figure. The blue branches are layered on top of each other, and the mist between the mountains is still spreading over the cliff edge. The man stood coldly in the shade of the tree, dimly unable to see the truth.