The territory of Jiuyang Mountain is not small, even if it is now a little bit of gradual decline, but it is still a force that cannot be underestimated among the demon clans in Northern Xinjiang. In this case, Xu Qi did not have the intention of expanding the territory of Jiuyang Mountain.

Even if the current territory of Jiuyang Mountain is doubled, and even Xu Qi is said to unify the demon clan and become the real demon emperor of the demon clan, it will not be able to fight against the immortal dao. The immortal dao has the right to speak, and with a little publicity, the demon clan will become an evil demon who wants to destroy all living beings in the world. At that time, even if the demon clan has laid down the territory from the hands of the immortal dao, but the people on the territory are committed to the immortal dao and provide such and such conveniences to the immortal dao, the demon clan will fall into the quagmire.

If you want to destroy the immortal path, you can't rely on the power of the demon clan alone. Even if the demon clan kills all the immortal ways in the world, they only feel the glorious image of the fairy road on weekdays, and ordinary people in the world who are not of the same race as the demon clan will feel that the demon clan is evil, and the immortal dao of the same race as themselves is good, and the immortal dao poison will still exist in the world. At most, one or two hundred years, or at least thirty or fifty years, there will be a counterattacker who "kills all the demon clans in the troubled times and returns the world to my human race".

As a traverser, Xu Qi can be said to be standing at the "end of the long river of history" to see the world he lives in now. Although there was no immortal demon clan in the original world, the history books were full of dynasty changes, and it was not impossible to replace it with "immortal Dao is prosperous, and mortals rebel". Looking at history and reasoning, Xu Qi's idea of "destroying the immortal road" is naturally very different from the people in this world.

Xu Qi never felt that the demon clan was the place to settle down, and he had no intention of building the demon clan into the foundation of the immortal path. In his opinion, the power of the demon clan can be borrowed in the future, but if you want to destroy the immortal path, you still have to start from the ordinary people in the world after all.

Out of the small world, Xu Qi summoned Chu Hongsleeve and said that he wanted to practice the exercises, and asked her to offer meat and tonic herbs. Cultivating this "Purple Fire Mixed Thunder Knife" will damage the meridians and flesh, if the meat medicinal materials can be replenished enough, it can also make the flesh strong, the meridians are strong, and the damage will be correspondingly much less.

Chu Hongsleeve did not dare to delay, and sent people to send tiger bones, deer blood, beef and mutton meat, as well as medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng every day. Xu Qi is not picky, raw meat is too hot, deer blood is drunk directly, and Ganoderma lucidum ginseng and the like are more used as snacks to eat. After arriving in the body, as soon as it is refined with thunder fire, the essence in it will be refined, which is used to replenish itself.

Two months later, Xu Qi had refined nearly ninety percent of his acupoints, and the acupoints were full of thunder and fire, and his body was full of flesh and blood. Xu Qi also wanted to get through all these tricks, and then ponder the matter of going down the mountain. But with one card to calculate the time, Xu Qi could only push back the matter of refining the Zhou Qiao acupoint a little.

In February, there is a big event in the world. Counting the time, Xu Qi was just in time.

Seeing that Xu Qi was going down the mountain to leave the country, Chu Hongsleeve had a lot of worries, and wanted to go down the mountain with Xu Qi, so that he could serve the left and right.

It is indeed a good thing to have a delicate beauty by his side, but Xu Qi pondered it for a while, and still let Chu Hongsleeve stay in the mountains. The affairs in Jiuyang Mountain still have to be handled by Chu Hongsleeve, and Xu Qi doesn't want any chaos in Jiuyang Mountain.

Seeing that Xu Qi disagreed, Chu Hongsleeve was not easy to insist, but she still found a team of good players from the demon clan of Jiuyang Mountain and spread them along the way to ensure that there were no eyesore along the way. She even found some good foot strength day and night, and rushed to Kyoto, where she left the country, to settle down. When Xu Qi did not summon these demon clans, these demon clans would never appear, if they were useful to the demon clan, as long as they summoned with the Jiuyang group demon pendant, these demon clans would be able to appear immediately.

Xu Qi also knew that he couldn't do everything himself, and some helpers were also a good thing, so he didn't refuse.

Instructed Chu Hongsleeve to take care of Jiuyang's affairs in the mountains, Xu Qi took all the things that were applied, carried a long knife on his waist, and drove the Sun-Snatching Dharma Body with a body of flames on his shoulder, and went down to Jiuyang Mountain.

Jiuyang Mountain is located in the northern frontier, thousands of miles away from the capital of the country, thanks to the blood mist on the long knife has the ability to fly, thousands of miles away is only a day's work.

There were still more than ten miles away from the capital city, so Xu Qi put away the blood mist and turned to walking. Although the world is accustomed to the people of the Immortal Sect, his own blood mist is really not like a decent person. Xu Qi has no time to fight with others at the moment, and it is best to have fewer incidents.

Walking all the way to the city, Xu Qi saw many people in the suburbs burning paper money on graves. As soon as he thought about the time, Xu Qi remembered that today is February 16, it is Xiao Qingming, tomorrow is the Qingming Festival, and it is an old custom to burn paper money on the grave.

Thinking of the Qingming Festival, Xu Qi sighed lowly, quickened his pace, and walked into the capital.

The capital city leaving the country is majestic and prosperous. In the evening, the city is also brightly lit, and it looks like a prosperous age.

When I entered the capital, I saw people coming and going on the streets, among which there were many young people dressed as scholars with foreign accents.

February and March of this year are the days of leaving the national imperial examination and the palace examination. The entire group of people who left the country gathered in the capital to give a hand to Shitubo.

What Xu Qi wants to catch up with is this big event.

On the occasion of this major event, most of the hotels in the city were full, and Xu Qi asked many people before finding an inn with vacant rooms. After paying for a month's room, Xu Qi went straight out of the hotel and went to the incense candle shop.

After buying incense and candle paper money, Xu Qi thought about it, found someone to ask about the location of the City God Temple, and went with the incense candle paper money.

In this world, Xu Dashan is Xu Qi's only relative. Burning some paper money for Xu Dashan on the Qingming Festival can be regarded as doing a good job.

When he arrived at the City God Temple, Xu Qi put away the sacrifice, but sighed secretly in his heart: "I only hate that Sun Sheng's head was not left at that time, if there is Sun Sheng's head as a sacrifice, it will be considered complete." However, today, Sun Sheng's body turned into mud and his soul was scattered, which can be regarded as revenge for Brother Xu, and Brother Xu can also close his eyes. ”

After burning the paper money, Xu Qi went out of the City God Temple.

"That scholar, you come, you come!"

As soon as he left the City God Temple, Xu Qi heard someone next to him greeting him. Tuan Tuan glanced at the people around who were not dressed as scholars except for himself, Xu Qi followed the prestige, and saw an old man standing next to the City God Temple, waving to him.

The old man was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a white cloth banner, with four big characters on it, "Iron Mouth Straight Break", and he looked like a face.

"But is it called?" Xu Qi approached the old man and asked.

Xu Qi didn't want to say more to this Jianghu warlock, but he had nothing to do to greet himself, and Xu Qi also wanted to see what he could say.

"It's you, it's you. The old man's eyes swirled on Xu Qi's body, and he waved his hand to brush the dust, and said to Xu Qizuo: "Poor Dao Lingjizi, under the guidance of Longhu Xianshan, is designed for the world to eliminate disasters and solve misfortunes, and point out the future." When I saw Childe today, I saw Childe's red face, and the Yintang was full of purple gas, so I came to point out two sentences to Childe. ”

Xu Qi also heard the name of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Mountain from the Jiuyang Demon Venerable, this Dragon and Tiger Immortal Mountain can also be regarded as one of the immortal sects, but it has no true immortal inheritance, it can only be regarded as an ordinary immortal sect. He Xianqing faction, an immortal faction with true immortal inheritance and real immortal dao, is not of the same level. Therefore, although the name of Dragon and Tiger Immortal Mountain is very imposing, it is not a first-class sect among the immortal sects.

When Xu Qi went down the mountain, in order to make it easier to walk, he dressed up as a scholar, and when he saw the old Taoist priest dressing up, he greeted him loudly.

"Oh?" Xu Qi looked at the old Taoist priest, and was also willing to grind his mouth with him: "Then according to what the Taoist chief saw, can you be in Xia Neng High School?"

"Hmmm......"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, shook his head, nodded again, and said to Xu Qi: "The reason why the poor Dao is called the son is precisely because the son has the life of the title of the gold list, but he lacks that luck. said that high school still failed the list, it was really a thought. Poor and talented, there is this method of changing luck, which can reverse the current luck of the son and turn the little purple gas in the Yin Hall into his own use. ”

"Oh?"

Xu Qi had a smile on his face, he didn't have the intention of rushing for the exam and the corresponding identity at all, how could he rush for the exam? This old Taoist priest Mengren's words were exactly the same as the charlatans in the world he originally lived in, which made Xu Qi feel a little funny.

Although he was deceived by the pit, Xu Qi also felt a little interesting and was happy to be this "fat sheep".

Taking advantage of this smile, Xu Qi asked: "Dao Chief, as long as you can instruct the lower Jinbang High School, you will definitely offer gold and silver in the lower ranks, and the right will be your mind." ”

"Hey, what's that?"

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest shook his head again and again, with a compassionate face: "The poor road is to guide the world, to eliminate disasters and misfortunes for the world, gold and silver are floating clouds outside the body, enough to live, how can you be greedy? ”

After a pause, the old Taoist priest said: "When the poor Dao looks at the face of the son, he knows that tonight is an important juncture for the son's luck. Childe, when you sleep soundly tonight, there will be a vision in your dreams. If the son grasps it properly, the title of the gold list will not be a problem; if the son can't grasp it, he can only fall to Sun Shan. ”

After speaking, the old Taoist priest shook off the dust, bowed to Xu Qiyi, didn't say half a word more, and turned to leave.

"Huh, is this the world's new trick?"

Xu Qi was a little surprised, this old Taoist priest is really not able to play cards according to common sense, why did he just leave? This old Taoist priest didn't knock some gold and silver back, what is this picture?

Left and right didn't figure it out, Xu Qi shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and turned around and went back to the inn.

In the inn, the lifters sat in the lobby and chatted lively. Xu Qi ran around for a day, and he really didn't have much to talk about, and the topics that these people talked about were not his appetite, so he ate by himself and went back to the room.

After washing, Xu Qi lay on the big bed, feeling a little emotional. In the past two months on Jiuyang Mountain, there is no big bed to lie on. Although Xu Qi's body can fall asleep every day, his soul is awake all the time. Now lying on the big bed, Xu Qi really wants to sleep well.

Blowing the lamp and lying down in the quilt, Xu Qi gradually fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, and the drums on the city gate tower were beating three watches, and the moon was in the middle of the sky.

In a ruined temple outside the capital, the old Taoist priest who had seen Xu Qi at night stood at the gate of the ruined temple and looked at the moonlight, "hehe" sneered twice, and turned back to the ruined temple.

There was a magic circle with a skull in the broken temple, and the spirit machine walked into the magic circle and sat down, closed his eyes and breathed for a moment, and a black shadow burst out of his head with a "poof". The black shadow turned around, rushed out of the broken temple, and went to the capital.