Thousands of miles of wilderness, dragon wilderness, and many folk customs, so it is not the Spring Festival of the Central Plains. However, the outskirts of Jinghuang, which is most influenced by the culture of the Central Plains, that is, the area controlled by the 24 guest halls, celebrates the Spring Festival.

They call it: Hakka Year.

People spend the Hakka year, and demons are no exception.

Early in the morning, the white-tailed little green dragon of Shengqu Cave caught a group of sparrows early and flew to Qingcang Peak Baiyue Lake.

This is the lake of the sinkhole in the backyard of the moon shooter.

It is rumored that this lake is a meteorite falling from the sky and smashed out, the lake is bottomless, the surrounding terrain is steep, and people are inaccessible.

However, today, Moon Lake has completely changed.

From a bird's-eye view from the air, the emerald blue lake is as quiet as ice carved jade, and on the surface of the lake, a large number of palaces are lined up one after another, and the golden scenery is shining.

This is not the first time that the white-tailed little green dragon has participated in the Chinese New Year's Eve celebration of the Thousand Demons;

It's not the first time I've seen Moon Lake either.

But in its long and narrow snake eyes, there was still a flash of shock and obsession.

When the group of sparrows landed, take a closer look, you will see that the huge moon worship lake has formed a thick layer of ice, and the ice layer is on the pavilion, the elegant pavilion, the incense table, the smoke burner, the Bicong Guizhang, the bell cymbal, and the chime, which are scattered.

Although the lake water is condensed, under the huge scale and quantity, it is still in style and more pleasing to the eye.

'There are many pavilions overnight, what a great power! When will I be able to do this? ’

Seeing this, the white-tailed little green dragon admired and sighed secretly.

At this time, the demons and evil spirits in the mountains have gradually gathered, strolling in this complex of buildings carved out of crystal. Or find friends to talk, or push to find information, waiting for the grand event.

The white-tailed little green dragon is no exception.

Wandering among them, asking each other, only hating the demon body is too small and inconvenient.

"I heard that the Wanchao Cave hung the pill for materials, but someone else exchanged the pill? Why don't you take it out and open your eyes to us? ”

"Coincidentally, this god has changed a bottle of Gen Xuedan, which can cure a thousand poisons, tsk, but it is a good thing."

"This is Gen Xuedan? Since it is an elixir, how can it look like a smoothie? ”

"Look at your unseen appearance, who said that the pill must be in the shape of a pill? Do you know why this Dan is called Gen Xue? Look at it, that's why. ”

"I've seen it for a long time."

"I heard that Chen Xianchang is obsessed with alchemy, if he can come up with a pill recipe that interests him, he can refine it for free without giving him the pill material."

"And this?"

"You don't know about that, do you? The little god has a distant relative, so he served in the Fengming Cave, and it is said that this Gen Xuedan was given to the Red Pheasant Niangniang by herself......"

"Shengqu Cave God, speaking of Mingchen Immortal, it is said that when his old man first came to Jinghuang, you led him to participate in the Hundred Birds Tea Party, you must know a lot about Mingchen Immortal, why don't you talk to me?"

The white-tailed little green dragon gathered in a pile of demons, inquiring about the latest information, not wanting to talk about the topic, but turned to him, which made him stunned.

"Daoyou laughed, the little god is just a guide, how can he talk about understanding? I don't dare to lie to you. ”

The white-tailed little green dragon hurriedly stopped modestly, unwilling to say deeply.

I especially remember that when Mingchen Immortal ascended to the position of the cave god of the Ten Thousand Dynasties, there were many demons and demons who came to it to make friends.

But as time passed, the friendship soon faded.

Because everyone found out that the white-tailed little green dragon and Mingchen Immortal Chang had nothing to do with each other at all, it was just a chance encounter.

That's right, an untransformed little demon, how can He De get into the Immortal Eye?

Seeing the frightened appearance of the white-tailed little green dragon, the demons despised it in their hearts for missing the opportunity, and then changed the topic.

The white-tailed little green dragon breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Two major events have occurred in the 24th guest hall this year.

First, the Wanchao Cave changed hands;

The second is that the Wanchao Cave hangs Dan for materials.

The former, for many little demons, is too far away and can only be used as experience to talk about, but the latter has a great impact.

So much so that it wandered among the demons, and I don't know how many demons and evil discussions it heard.

This made the white-tailed little green dragon in a trance, realizing what an opportunity he had missed!

In fact, what it likes the most is the Cloud Swallowing True Monarch, after all, they are also descendants of the True Dragon, and they can carry one or two with them.

However, in the thorns of thousands of miles, the Jiao Snake family is already very large, how can it enter the eyes of the Cloud Swallowing True Monarch as a snake spirit that does not enter the stream?

Alas!

Thinking of his own eyes and beads, the white-tailed little green dragon became more and more depressed.

In the exchange of information, time flies, and the demons and demons on the Moon Worship Lake are gathering more and more.

The outermost is the little goblin who has not been enlightened for a long time and is still a little ignorant.

They claim to be free from the identity of beasts, but their abilities are no different from those of beasts, and they are greedy for the incense rewarded by the twenty-four guest halls, and they dare not go deeper, so they can only linger on the edge.

If there is a little movement, you will escape into the forest.

A little further inside, there are uninhabited demons who have already made a deserted cave and can occasionally eat a few mouthfuls of incense.

They participated several times, became familiar with the way, and took the opportunity to exchange information, find out the opportunities for cultivation, and even the resources for cultivation.

Further inside, the cultivation of demons and demons is getting higher and higher, and even the transformation of Jiazi into demons and demons abounds.

Those pavilions and pavilions are also transformed by these demons.

Among them, the majestic ice sculpture building in the center is the hall that only the members of the 24 guest halls are qualified to enter, and it is also the place where the demons yearn for it.

Time flies, and the sun is tilting westward.

As the sky gets darker, a bright light suddenly rises at the bottom of the lake, illuminating the wide lake surface and making the ice sculptures more and more gorgeous.

Chinese New Year's Eve is about to begin.

In the anticipation of the demons, a greeting made the white-tailed little green dragon stunned.

"Shengqu Cave God, don't come unharmed!"

The white-tailed little green dragon looked at it in surprise, and as far as the eye could see, he was shocked, and saw a young Taoist priest, smiling and giving up.

At this time, it was entrenched on an ice sculpture, and the Taoist priest solemnly shook his mind for a while, and it took a while to react and bow down again and again.

"Shengqu little god, I've seen the immortal chief!"

"May the new year be better than the old year, and we will meet again."

Mo Chuan said hello, and then walked away, and the little demons around him looked at him, showing curiosity, and waited for people to walk away, and then looked at the white-tailed little green dragon and said:

"Shengqu Cave God, who is that one? A Taoist priest dared to come to the Thousand Demon Festival, and his courage was amazing. ”

The white-tailed little green dragon listened to this seemingly positive and deprecating words, and said with a strange face: "You don't know? He is the god of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Cave, the immortal of Mingchen. ”

"What?"

"Mingchen Immortal?"

The demons were stunned, and suddenly turned their heads to chase after the figure, and saw that between the demons, the shadow of the Dao was looming.

"It is rumored that Mingchen Immortal Chang suppressed the demon for ten thousand years, how could the breath be ...... So bland? A demon said in horror.

"Mingchen Immortal is really virtuous and foolish, back to the basics, just like the emperor descended to the people's homes!" The demon hurriedly sighed, the voice was as loud as a bell, and he patted his ass wildly, eager to enter the immortal Changfa ear.

It's a pity that no matter how many demons are in a group, the Danqing Dao Shadow has been submerged among the demons and is gradually drifting away.

"Shengqu Cave God, you can hide from us so hard!"

A word that seemed to be accusatory and sycophant suddenly sounded in his ears, bluffing the white-tailed little green dragon for a moment.

Before it could react, flattery and noisy words returned.

"Congratulations to Daoyou, congratulations to Daoyou!"

"Gou Fugui, no forgetfulness, Taoist friends have risen from now on, don't forget Taoist friends!"

The white-tailed little green dragon raised his eyes and looked around, surrounded by demons, flattering words, like a spring breeze, blowing away the cold of Lajiu.

……

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I also remember that Yaotai is on this night, and the crystal palace is full of elixir.

Let's say that Mo Chuan Youzai stepped on the grand scenery of the Moon Worship Lake, and finally stepped into the crystal palace in the middle of the lake. The big demon guarding the door in front of the door, naturally has good eyesight, and he recognized Mo Chuan at a glance from afar, and hurriedly asked for it.

When they entered the palace, more than half of the members of the Twenty Guest Hall had already arrived.

Mo Chuan glanced at it, his eyelids jumped, and his heart swayed.

I saw a few cases in front of the main hall, and a few old acquaintances sat down.

When one of them saw him, he was even more excited and suddenly stood up, his lips squirmed, and finally he patted his sleeve and brushed away the dust to show solemnity, and then he arched his hand and said:

"Mingchen Daoyou, meet again after a long absence, see you again today, and finally get your wish."

Before the words fell, Wei Lai was already grinning, his face full of joy.

(End of chapter)