In Luofu Mountain, the white bones are charming, enchanting on a moonlit night, wandering among the mountains.

All kinds of rumors spread among the disciples of the mountain gate.

"According to reliable information, Deputy Xiao of the Mountain Ghost Courtyard secretly raises demon slaves."

"Deputy Xiao? Didn't he just get a commendation from the Longyuan Mansion? I really know people and faces, but I don't know my heart. ”

"You don't know? Not long ago, he robbed the tomb in the middle of the night and carried several female corpses back. ”

"Female corpse...... Bones...... It's closed, and I was skeptical of those rumors before, but now it seems to be true. ”

"I think he's not just raising demons, he's refining demons nine times out of ten...... But since you are a demon slave, why don't you raise a cat demon, a fox demon or something? ”

"Can you understand the perverted mind...... Then you're not far from being perverted. ”

Up and down Luofu Mountain, a group of disciples discussed, and in the words, the deputy seat of the mountain ghost courtyard was gradually demonized, and some people even swore that Xiao Chaoyuan was demonized, and the purpose was to cholera Luofu orthodoxy and cut off the incense of this vein.

In the early morning, the sky was just dawning.

A figure broke into the quiet courtyard, walking in the wind, revealing the spirit of people in happy events.

"Old Xiao...... Lao Xiao ...... What about people? ”

Zhao Dongcheng was greeted by the spring breeze, looking for Xiao Chaoyuan's figure all over the courtyard.

Something so big happened, as a good brother who started at the same time, of course he had to visit the door and comfort him.

After all, Xiao Chaoyuan is a deputy seat of the first courtyard, a four-star demon hunter, with a head and a face, and it is not very comfortable to think about it with such a big black pot on his back.

"Here ......"

At the pavilion, Xiao Chaoyuan's voice came.

Zhao Dongcheng looked up, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Chaoyuan in a plain robe, draped on his body at will, and was practicing calligraphy in the pavilion.

"Yes, it's time to practice calligraphy and calm down." Zhao Dongcheng nodded and walked over.

"Old Xiao, what's going on with you lately? It's all over the city, and the impact is too bad. ”

Zhao Dongcheng looked a little distressed.

"You've heard that, too?" Xiao Chaoyuan didn't raise his head, and said.

"Nonsense, now the people's grievances are boiling, and there are rumors about you all over Luofu Mountain, so you must pay attention to the impact." Zhao Dongcheng said in a deep voice.

"These disciples are too idle, I heard that the most fierce ones are the disciples of your [Fire Devouring Courtyard], do you have any restraints?" Xiao Chaoyuan put down the pen in his hand and raised his head and asked.

"Is there one? I haven't heard of it. Zhao Dongcheng shook his head.

Brotherhood is stronger than blood, and I pretend to be deaf when my brother has an accident, which is an old principle that has been passed down since ancient times.

"Let them go...... Not to be envied is mediocrity, and who knows which pink eye is slandered behind the king. Xiao Chaoyuan's state of mind has reached the realm of Gujing without being shocked after experiencing several twists and turns.

"You can't do this, rumors come true, negativity becomes a mountain, how can you progress?" Zhao Dongcheng said heartbrokenly.

He could not see his brother falling behind, so that he could be the guiding light in the darkness and pull the lost lamb back from the depths.

"Huh!? Are you listening to me? What are you writing about? ”

"I'm writing a speech for my promotion." Xiao Chaoyuan put down the pen in his hand again, squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Promoted to the first seat!?"

Zhao Dongcheng was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face gradually solidified, and his round eyes showed an unbelievable expression.

"You're going to be promoted to the first seat? When did it happen? Zhao Dongcheng asked almost like a roar.

"I guess it's going to be soon, it's only a matter of one or two months......"

Xiao Chaoyuan grinned, since the Battle of Yinshan, Ji Danchen has had the idea of taking a back seat, as for the successor to the first seat, it is naturally Xiao Chaoyuan, who has strong luck and is in the limelight.

"How can you ......" Zhao Dongcheng was completely stunned, and seemed to find it difficult to accept such a reality.

He and Xiao Chaoyuan entered together, practiced together, became a demon hunter together, stepped into the Nine Great Realms together, became the deputy seat of the courtyard vein together, and competed for the mountain gate together......

It stands to reason that they should also be promoted to the first seat together, right......

"Lao Zhao, the fortune teller said that after I am forty years old, I will meet nobles, soar to the sky, and achieve unparalleled achievements...... Now it seems that it has been fulfilled. Xiao Chaoyuan stood up and couldn't help but sigh in the face of his old friend.

He had a big ups and downs, thinking that this was the case in his life.

Who would have thought that Li Mo's appearance was like a guiding light in his life, pulling him ashore in the long waves.

"Lao Zhao, I'll be the east tonight, celebrate, and have a good drink." Xiao Chaoyuan laughed.

"Drink your mother!"

Zhao Dongcheng's face turned red, he shouted violently, turned around, and didn't want to stay longer for even half a moment.

"Lao Zhao, slow down, I'll give you some heart-saving pills when I go back." Xiao Chaoyuan said with concern behind him.

"Save your mother!"

Zhao Dongcheng's voice roared like a lion, from far and near, and disappeared into the cold courtyard with his figure.

It can be expected that in the short term, he will not and is unwilling to appear in front of Xiao Chaoyuan.

"Life...... That's ...... life."

Xiao Chaoyuan sighed leisurely, bowed his head and continued to write the promotion speech.

……

That night, Xiao Luyao was the east, and invited Li Mo and Feng Wannian to have a bang in the Red Light Building.

"What? Is Deputy Xiao really going to be promoted to the first seat? ”

Feng Wannian, who had just come back, was also quite surprised to hear the news, according to his intelligence, according to reason, Deputy Xiao would have to stay up for at least five or six years if he wanted to sit in this position.

"It's tentatively like this, don't talk about it yet, it's estimated that it will take some days for the official announcement."

Xiao Luyao had already regarded Li Mo as her own, so such news would naturally not be hidden.

"In this way, Deputy Xiao will become the youngest of the Nine Courtyards......" Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh.

How old is Xiao Chaoyuan this year? Not even fifty years old.

You must know that among the first seats of the Nine Courtyards, the largest is Han Chongshui of the [Fufeng Courtyard], who is seventy-three years old this year.

The youngest is the first Huo Qianshan of the previous [Bahou Academy], fifty-three years old.

If Xiao Chaoyuan succeeds to the first seat of the Mountain Ghost Courtyard this year, he will be the youngest first seat in Luofu Mountain in the past 50 years, and his future is immeasurable.

"It is estimated that we will have to wait until the selection and assessment of the Xuantian Pavilion is over." Xiao Luyao guessed.

Now this can be regarded as the top priority of Luofu Mountain, and even Longyuan Mansion, and other things have to be leaned back.

"I heard that these days, the other six major mountain sects are ready to move, and the outstanding disciples of the sect have begun to emerge, and even in Longyuan Mansion, they have gradually gained fame." Feng Wannian also told what he had seen and heard on this trip.

In fact, it was the same before the selection and assessment of the Xuantian Pavilion in previous years.

The popular heirs of the Seven Mountain Gates, the seed players will be concerned by the major forces of Longyuan Mansion, and even make a register, recording their information one by one in detail, called [Hidden Dragon Book], one volume will cost hundreds of taels of silver, and the supply exceeds demand.

After all, the selection of the Xuantian Pavilion every three years can be regarded as a major event in Longyuan Mansion.

Moreover, the characters who can be recorded in the [Hidden Dragon Book], even if they can't enter the Xuantian Pavilion, will definitely be the people of the major mountain gates in the future, and over time, they will definitely be among the high-level people.

Therefore, the previous [Qianlong Book] is also regarded as the vane of the future power of Longyuan Mansion, and I don't know how many forces will bet at this time.

"This year's [Hidden Dragon Book] should be coming out soon, and our Luofu Mountain is estimated to be on the list of Qi Yu." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

When Xiao Luyao heard this, she secretly glanced at Li Mo and did not speak.

"No, I'll have to get a copy when I go back." Feng Wannian smelled a business opportunity.

"I heard that a volume costs three or five hundred taels of silver, and the supply is in short supply." Li Mo said.

"I've got a way."

Feng Wannian grinned and said, "I only need one volume, it's a big deal to spend a lot of money to rent one......

"I have found a good workshop, as long as there is a copy as it is, and I can print five hundred copies a day, and I will sell each copy for five cents...... When the time comes...... Hey hey ......"

Feng Wannian's smile was full of money.

"Pirated booksellers!?" Li Mo pursed his lips: "You really deserve to die!" ”

"Don't run around these days, there may be other mountain disciples coming to worship the mountain." Xiao Luyao pulled the topic back.

This is also the tradition of previous sessions, the meeting between the disciples of the mountain gate, tacitly knowing each other, is not only a warm-up before the assessment, but also a thorough understanding, and the real opponent is well known.

In addition, Luofu Mountain has been a little uneasy recently, and although the rumors about the White Bone Demon are gradually a little outrageous, they have also gained the attention of the high-level.

At the mention of this, Xiao Luyao's expression became a little unnatural.

"Senior Sister Xiao, I heard that the white bone demon ......"

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian became interested.

"Don't hear about it."

Xiao Luyao glared at and directly choked Feng Wannian's words back.

"Don't say anything that is not conducive to unity." Xiao Luyao's face softened slightly: "Shanmen attaches great importance to this matter, and has organized a patrol team, nine classes and sixteen posts, patrolling day and night, and will definitely find out the people who pretend to be ghosts." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

At this moment, Li Mo didn't hold a sip of wine and was choked.

"Why are you choking on a sip of wine!?" Feng Wannian patted Li Mo on the back and gave him a smooth breath.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Li Mogan laughed twice, it seems that he has been too unscrupulous in cultivating the [White Bone Parasitic Talisman] in the mountains these days.

However, the skeleton he had created had become perfect, and it was impossible to give up.

"I'm going to experiment at the bottom of the mountain tonight, and I heard that there is still a mass grave there." Li Mo thought in his heart.

……

It was late at night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, under Luofu Mountain.

In front of the dilapidated Guanyu, the bonfire is blazing, reflecting on everyone's faces.

A tender leg of lamb has been grilled to the brimming with oil, and the skin is crispy, obviously when it is ready for the fire.

Xiao Luyao took out cumin, salt and other seasonings, and sprinkled them evenly on the leg of mutton, and suddenly the strong aroma of meat rushed in.

"Senior Sister Xiao, why did our patrol run down the mountain?"

At this moment, a two-star demon hunter stared at the leg of mutton and couldn't help but say.

"I heard that the white bone demon only haunts the mountains." Another petite girl couldn't help but say.

The eight of them were drawn from various courtyards, and Xiao Luyao led the patrol of the mountain.

"The demon is cunning, it is impossible to stay in his hands day and night, we are waiting for the rabbit at the foot of the mountain, maybe there will be a harvest."

As she spoke, Xiao Luyao couldn't help but turn her head sideways and look to the west.

There is a mass grave hidden there, and the demon, who is a bone transfiguration, may use it as a lair.

Xiao Luyao's eyes flashed with wisdom, and she took out a dagger casually, ready to divide the leg of mutton.

Seeing this, everyone immediately had a great appetite, and at the foot of this wilderness mountain, on a dark and cold night, it was a bitter pleasure to be able to enjoy a roast leg of lamb.

"Amitabha, the lamb is innocent, why not barbecue?"

At this moment, a Buddha horn shook and came from the night.

Xiao Luyao's eyes condensed slightly, and when she looked up, she saw that under the moonlight, a young monk stepped over, her figure seemed to melt into the wind, and she arrived in front of her in a blink of an eye.

The monk was not very old, his eyebrows were clear, his feet were on the grass, his expression was compassionate, but his clear and compassionate eyes fell on the roasted leg of mutton.

"Amitabha, put more chili peppers and less salt, and the little monk can't eat too salty."

The monk clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's name was long, echoing in the night.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned at first, and they didn't seem to have a sense of it.

Just when everyone was confused, the monk had already arrived at the bonfire, his right hand reached out, and he grabbed the leg of mutton.

"Where did the mad monk come from!?"

Xiao Luyao's eyebrows frowned slightly, her hand pinched the sword technique, and her majestic internal breath was like a sword qi swallowing, and it directly hit Seng Mi's wrist.

Airplanes......

The young monk didn't look at it, his wrist shook slightly, and the terrifying internal breath was like a howling wind, blowing a bonfire hunting, and the incomparable strength was like a morning bell in the evening, and it directly broke Xiao Luyao's sword finger.

The terrible aftermath swept and raged, and actually shook everyone away.

"Ninefold Master...... You are...... Xizen Mountain!? Xiao Lu Yaohua's face was pale, and her beautiful eyes showed a look of shock.

Buddhism in the world, Western Zen is respected.

It is one of the top mountain gates in the world, on the same level as Medicine God Mountain, Martial Arts Mountain, etc.

One of the [Seven Uniques of Xuantian] today is the [Monk King] from Xichan Mountain.

When the monk was young, in order to see the former style of the [Black Sword], he also came to Luofu Mountain and sat and watched for a hundred days, which made Luofu silent up and down.

The monk in front of him was young, and he had actually cultivated to the Nine Great Realms, except for Xichan Mountain, Xiao Luyao really couldn't imagine that other places could train such a demon.

"Female donor, good eyesight ......" the monk whispered, only picked up the roast leg of lamb, and while feasting, he proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"The little monk is colorless, from Xichan Mountain."

"What are you monks from Xichan Mountain doing in our Luofu Mountain?" Xiao Luyao was surprised, the strength of the monk in front of him had not changed, and the sum of them was not enough for the other party to drink a pot.

The world's top mountain gate really lives up to its reputation.

"The little monk came to ...... from the footprints of his predecessors"

Colorless whispering, his so-called predecessors naturally refer to the [monk king] of the year.

"You ......"

Xiao Luyao's silver teeth were clenched, and she was angry for a while.

The same was true of the monk king back then, his words and Buddhism were boundless, and he was universal to all sentient beings, but his behavior was killing and domineering, so that he couldn't raise his head up and down Luofu Mountain.

Now this little monk worships the mountain late at night, and as soon as he looks at him, he shows his strength, and his strength is so strong that Xiao Luyao and others tremble and dare not exceed half a point.

Such a prestige lives up to the name of Xichan Mountain.

"Amitabha, the mountain is not high, and the leg of mutton is slightly sassy!"

Colorless ate with a mouth full of oil, and threw aside the leg of mutton that had been gnawed to the bone, he folded his hands and proclaimed the Buddha's name, with only compassion in his eyes.

"You ......" Xiao Luyao was angry for a while.

This monk was so arrogant that he ate their leg of mutton, and he was so picky.

"Female benefactor, lead the way." Colorless whispers.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Luyao's heart chuckled.

"Traveling to the west, I came to pay a visit." Colorless condensation whispered.

"Monk, ...... you" Xiao Luyao gritted her teeth, and before she finished speaking, suddenly, she was stunned, her round eyes stared at the distance, and her quiet face showed a look of disbelief.

"Bone Demon!?"

When everyone heard this, they were all moved, and they all turned to look.

Sure enough, under the moonlight, a strange white skeleton walked step by step, as if feeling everyone's gaze, but Sen Ran's skull turned slightly, and the empty eye sockets "looked" directly.

"Huh!?"

Faced with such a scene, Colorless couldn't help but reveal a strange expression.

Under this Luofu Mountain, there will be demons!?

This trip should have come for nothing.

"Amitabha, big bone soup, delicious and mellow!"

Colorless put his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and his body moved, and he actually ran towards the white bone-shaped skeleton.