"The Wenxiu forces, except for the protégé who knows Lin Fu, no one is here at all, otherwise the Wenxiu will definitely look for Li Qingxian first."

"The cultivators are probably hiding everywhere, ready to fight to the death, so naturally there is no need to send congratulatory gifts."

"However, the people in the military, it's a little intriguing, sitting there, motionless."

"They have just finished expanding the Tianmen Pass, and they were originally guarding against the idle king, and they are normal...... Wait, the people of Dingnan Wangfu have moved? That seems to be Nanchuan Gong, the prince of Dingnan, good guy, the demon gate is going to panic. ”

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Idle King!" Nanchuan Gong has a thick beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a smile.

"Uncle Meng is polite, how is Huaichuan doing?" Li Qing said leisurely.

"Since I went to the south, I threw him into the army and crawled around, but it was a little grandiose." Nanchuan Gong said with a smile.

"How's the war going in the south?" Li Qingxian seemed to ask casually.

"It's peaceful." Nanchuan Gong also replied casually.

Some of the nearby generals were thoughtful, and some looked puzzled.

Dingnan Wangfu is recruiting troops and horses, making full preparations for war, Dongding Kingdom is at the peak of national strength, and the war between the two sides is about to break out, how can it be very peaceful?

Nanchuan Gong left, and some southern forces who did not have any friendship with Li Qingxian came over to greet him.

Especially after the Southern Martial Arts forces joined, everyone at Yamashita who was looking at the projection of the art actually cheered one after another.

Both the northern and southern martial arts have already expressed their goodwill to Li Qingxian.

If the main merit of the Northern Martial Arts is to fight demons, then the main merit of the Southern Martial Arts is to eliminate demons and exorcise evil spirits.

Subsequently, more forces appeared, lined up in a long line, and met with Li Qingxian in succession.

When the demon cultivators saw this scene, some of them were expressionless, some had a killing intent, and some were worried.

Is this the opening ceremony of the Demon Gate, or Li Qingxian's reception room?

The original atmosphere of the celebration was suddenly solemn.

The cultivators looked at each other and remained silent.

The noisy behavior was about to continue, and around the venue, one by one, demon cultivators raised copper-plated trumpets tied with red ribbons and played them.

"The auspicious time has come ......"

The main entrance of the Demon Mountain Hall opened violently.

Five monks of different shapes but dressed in full costume stepped out.

The Demon Mountain, the Heavenly Demon Gate, the Moon Demon Gate, the Sand Demon Gate and the Alien Demon Gate, the heads of the five major sects, came together.

Zhang Wentong, who was dressed in a black and red embroidered gold robe, walked out, he was smiling, his eyes were deep, and the bridge of his nose was high.

Then, a light breeze that could not be seen with the naked eye but could be sensed by everyone fluttered behind the five masters.

Li Qingxian glanced at the five people, and everyone was fixed.

Especially Zhang Wentong, although he does not show power, but in the eyes of the high-grade monks, Zhang Wentong seems to have an evil dragon entrenched behind him, looking at the world and fierce flames.

Up and down the mountain, the birds are silent.

The muscles of all the people were tense, and the skin was covered with goosebumps.

Li Qingxian was still greeting people, and the Demon Mountain suddenly interrupted, which was almost equivalent to hitting back at Li Qingxian's collision with the wall.

In an instant, the wind roared in the sky above the Demon Mountain, the dark clouds rolled, and the sky and the earth changed.

The people under the mountain looked up at the sky, and the black clouds in the sky were like broken black cotton wool, constantly torn and shredded by the wind, but the black clouds were endless.

At the same time, a strong blood light rippled through the gaps in the dark clouds, as if a river of blood hung upside down.

Some people's hearts fluttered.

Masters gathered, causing changes in the sky.

Zhang Wentong stood at the door of the main hall, between the two red lacquer pillars holding dragons, looking down at Li Qingxian condescendingly, and smiling freely.

The two looked at each other.

"His Royal Highness the Idle King, I have been friends for a long time, and when I see it today, I am even more famous."

Li Qingxian nodded, did not smile, sighed softly, and said, "Yes, I wanted to see you a long time ago." ”

"Today coincides with the opening ceremony of the League, the idle king raised his jade toes, and Zhang was overjoyed. Next, please sit down with the guests and watch the ceremony. Zhang Wentong's face was soft, and his voice was gentle.

Almost all of them had their hair standing on end.

A single thought, just a thought, shocked everyone to grit their teeth.

Those low-grade cultivators, whether they were literary or martial cultivators, had only one word in their minds the moment they heard Zhang Wentong's words.

Escape.

Only a very small number of strong-willed people came back to their senses after a breath, and cold sweat flowed from their backs.

This is the power of a fixed god, any word, even just a mana projection, can affect one's mind.

Everyone slowed down one after another and stared at Li Qingxian.

On the top of the Demon Mountain, in the midst of the fluttering flags, the demon cultivators in the west and the righteous monks in the east all looked at Li Qingxian.

Everyone's breathing was long and slow at this moment.

Li Qingxian said slowly: "I have a relative, my uncle. He has always said that Jiangnan is beautiful. Five years ago, I participated in the Seventh Grade Examination in Shendu, and we agreed that we would leave for Jiangnan the day after the exam. However, the day before our agreed day, I stepped out of the exam room and it was pouring rain. The heavy rain that day, in my dreams, never stopped. ”

In the hearts of almost everyone, they think of the beautiful man who is famous all over the world.

Zhang Wentong still smiled and listened patiently.

Li Qingxian looked around and said slowly: "You see, this place has the mountains on its back and faces the Tianjiang River, and the scenery is unique and beautiful while sitting on the south of the Yangtze River. Today's opening ceremony, congratulations from all directions, guests are overflowing, a rare event in the world. I like the golden dragon and gold pattern on the main hall, and I also like the red tablecloth, and I prefer the colored flags from the foot of the mountain to the mountain. But ......"

Li Qingxian stared at Zhang Wentong's eyes and said slowly, "I failed to attend Uncle Zhou's funeral. ”

"The misunderstanding of the year has already been borne by someone, and the deceased is gone, so mourn." Zhang Wentong bowed his head slightly.

Li Qingxian was stunned, and said slowly: "I have always wanted to hold a big funeral for Uncle Zhou in a good place. ”

Many demon cultivators changed color.

The five leaders were still smiling.

"It's good here." Li Qing's idle and peaceful voice swept across the mountains and shook the Tianjiang River.

Everyone remembered the spring breeze that fell and the rain was pouring down.

For the world, for yourself, it may not have any effect.

But for the night guard junior official named Li Qingxian back then, it was a heavenly fall.

Zhang Wentong shook his head with a smile and said, "Your Royal Highness, I understand your feelings, but this is the Demon Mountain." ”

"Yes, this is the Demon Mountain, the Heroes Order, it was originally going to be used here."

Demon Xiu was furious, but the rest of the people were moved.

They could almost imagine that when Li Qingxian raised the heroic order and called on the human race to protect the river, he was actually raising his own bloody heart.

"His Royal Highness King Xian, the ceremony is about to begin." The smile on Zhang Wentong's face finally faded.

"I haven't given a congratulatory gift yet, how can the ceremony begin?" Li Qingxian asked proudly.

Zhang Wentong said: "Okay, then my Demon Alliance, first receive the gift of the idle king, and then open the ceremony." ”

Li Qingxian looked around and lowered his head slightly.

"Please take the first ......"

(End of chapter)