Time flies, and so do the years.

At the beginning of the day, Yinchuan covered the ground, and a heavy snow fell last night. It is rare for a snowfall to fall in the 800-mile desert, and this kind of landscape is also rare to see in thousands of years.

The surface of the lake is frozen in the crescent moon, like a mirror reflecting the morning sun. On the smooth surface of the lake, there was a young man who was practicing silently, and there were flames surging on his body, but the heat was condensed to the extreme, and it would not affect the surrounding ice and snow in the slightest.

Not far away, a graceful figure came, and a fairy dressed in purple looked at the figure on the lake with gentle eyes.

"Husband. The purple-clothed fairy called softly, "It's time to eat." ”

The young man was Dong Yong, he heard the call of the purple-clothed fairy, immediately accepted the exercises, and walked over with a smile on his face. The husband and wife returned to the Blackwater Palace hand in hand, with flying snow slowly floating behind them.

"Dong Yong's cultivation is progressing faster and faster. An affirmative voice came from the heavy snow, "The Heavenly Realm Triple Heaven is worthy of being the descendant of the Golden Crow Imperial Family. ”

On the top of Mingsha Mountain, snow is on top of the sun-viewing pavilion.

There is a small stove burning in the pavilion, which adds warmth to the cold snow scene. Next to the small stove, a middle-aged man with a beard on his face was carefully fiddling with a bowl of ginseng soup boiling on it, and there was a graceful and elegant woman next to him, looking at the middle-aged man with a tender face.

"Dong Yongxiu is going to enter the realm quickly, and the affairs of your demon clan are almost the same, right?" the woman asked slowly.

The middle-aged man's silver eyebrows raised slightly, and said, "It's really almost." There should be less than a month left before the Journey to the West Tribulation, and when the Three Realms are in turmoil again, you are not allowed to run around. If something happens, what will happen to the baby in your womb?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man put down the tongs and gently touched the woman's bulging belly.

"It's been more than two years, and a little bit has changed. The middle-aged man sighed, "Is it really as the third brother said, this child needs to be pregnant for thirty years before it can be born? ”

The woman glanced at her and said, "Thirty years is thirty years." Don't you know that the longer a child is conceived, the more talented he becomes, and wouldn't it be a pleasure if I gave birth to a peerless genius for you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "No matter how talented you are, can you be more genius than his father?"

This middle-aged man is the master of Mingsha Mountain, the Great Sage of the Angry Heavens, and the Demon King Rakton.

More than 300 years have passed since the peerless battle between Beidou and Yuding and the sanctification of the clouds.

During these years, the Three Realms were quite stable, and all the careerists were in obscurity, waiting for the catastrophe of the Journey to the West. And now, it is only a month before the opening day of the Journey to the West Tribulation set by Hongjun Daoist.

Time flies. Renekton couldn't help but sigh, he had unknowingly entered middle age, although he could stay young forever with his cultivation, but he didn't care about this. The years are what men must accept, and the traces of the years are the best medals for men.

Renekton filled a bowl of ginseng soup and carefully fed Mei Qiongxiao to drink. The sky is bright, the snow is thousands of miles, and the entire Ice and Snow World seems peaceful and tranquil.

But tranquility is not eternal, and there will always be things you can't think of happening in this world.

"Madam, you should avoid it for a while and go to the Blackwater Palace to rest. Renekton said suddenly.

Mei Qiongxiao looked questioning, but did not refuse, just nodded and left by herself. The two have been a loving couple for hundreds of years, and they are no longer flirtatious newcomers, and they have a good understanding of each other.

Mei Qiongxiao left the top of the mountain, and Renekton sat alone in the sun-watching pavilion.

In the midst of the wind and snow, there was a golden figure, falling like a meteorite!

This golden figure is menacing, and his cultivation is definitely not much worse than that of Renekton. But Renekton didn't panic, just jumped into the air, grabbed it casually, and the jet-black and deep steel blade was already in his hand.

"Eat me a stick!"

Thousands of golden stick shadows filled the sky, and the white Ice and Snow World Realm was shrouded in golden light, and everyone in the entire Mingsha Mountain was stunned.

Reekton's eyes froze, he had seen the move of thousands of golden stick shadows many years ago, but at that time, the thousands of stick shadows of this move were all phantom, and only one stick was real, but the thousands of stick shadows in front of him were all real, and each stick could not be dealt with carelessly.

"Good stick!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Renekton's mouth, and the steel blade in his hand swung slowly.

The blade is dark and slow, as if every move is quite ordinary. But only a true swordsman understands that this seemingly simple sword technique contains the supreme Heavenly Dao.

The entire world seems to have slowed down.

Renekton is immersed in his own world, his sword skills are slow, everything is slow. The ice and snow land, the sun-viewing pavilion, the golden stick shadow, everything seems to be played in slow motion.

Everywhere the demon knife goes, all the moves are dreamy and empty, and everything is under the control of the sword technique.

"Good knife technique!"

A sharp voice came from the golden light, and I saw a golden figure slowly falling to the ground, it was a monkey with golden hair all over it. This monkey is mighty and imposing, and the golden hoop stick in his hand is clenched.

"Eighth brother, it's been a long time. ”

"Indeed, it has been a long time. ”

The black-haired and silver-eyebrowed Demon King and the Golden Retriever Monkey King glanced at each other, and Ha Lu laughed.

The person who came was Sun Wukong, who had been away for many years.

"I said Brother Sun Qi, why are you only coming back now?" Renekton pulled Sun Wukong, sat in the Sun Viewing Pavilion, and took out a few pots of wine.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "No way, my master is too strict with me." In the past 500 years, I don't know how much Lu Dao has suffered with him, and he has been practicing hard every day. I've heard about you occasionally, but my master won't let me leave anyway, and only now has he let me go out of the mountains and come back to participate in the Journey to the West. ”

Renekton nodded and said, "I see that your cultivation has made considerable progress." ”

"You're pretty good, too. Sun Wukong sighed, "I didn't expect that I have been practicing hard for five hundred years, and I haven't surpassed you." ”

Renekton's current strength has reached the Sixth Heaven of the Heavenly Realm, and his sword skills are also more profound, especially the Yi Dao Style, which can already be called the top sword technique in the Three Realms. And Sun Wukong has also reached the Heavenly Realm Six Heavens, and the stick technique is not much worse than Renekton's knife technique.

The two exchanged pleasantries, each recounting their experiences for hundreds of years.

"I didn't expect that as soon as the seventh brother came back, he actually came to find you, the eighth brother. ”

The voice of the Great Sage of Exorcism suddenly came, and I saw Ye Wushen, the Great Sage of Exorcism in brocade clothes, shaking a folding fan in his hand, and fell next to the Sun Viewing Pavilion. Although the wind and snow are all over the sky, the Great Sage of Exorcism still shakes his fan, as the so-called temperature is not important, what matters is demeanor, this is his philosophy of life.

The seventh brother is no weaker than the eighth brother now, but you have been thrown off a big bit. "The Iron Lion of the Great Sage Stone has also arrived.

Subsequently, the solemn-looking Jiao Demon King Ao Hai, the gloomy Peng Demon King Zhuang Peng, and the fluttering immortal Ventilation Great Sage Zhuge Tong also arrived.

And the one who came the last was naturally the big brother of the Eight Great Sages of the Demon Clan, the Great Sage Bull Demon King Niu Batian!

The eight saints of the demon clan gathered at the top of Mingsha Mountain.

"Let's all sit down, we brothers, we haven't been together for hundreds of years. The Bull Demon King Da Lu said with a smile, "The Journey to the West Tribulation is approaching, and our brothers can finally get together." Eighth brother, I don't know if you have enough wine in Mingsha Mountain?"

"I'm not afraid that I won't drink enough wine, I'm afraid that people won't be able to finish it. Renekton laughed too.

The brothers of the demon king have not been together for many years, so today they are naturally going to have a hard drink.

"Alright, let's get down to business. The Bull Demon King raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be silent, "I got the news from the Jiuling seniors not long ago, and the Journey to the West Tribulation is about a month away from begins. ”

"And the prelude to the Journey to the West Tribulation will be unveiled in Chang'an City in Nanzhan Buzhou. The Bull Demon King looked at the Great Sage of Ventilation, "For specific things, let the third brother explain." ”

The Great Sage of Ventilation stroked his white beard and said, "This Journey to the West Tribulation will be a great tribulation for all ethnic groups and sects to divide their luck. In every link of the journey to the west, there will be a large amount of luck distribution, and the more people who participate, the more luck they can strive for. ”

"According to the news of Jiuling's predecessors, the first of the Journey to the West Tribulation started in Chang'an City, and the luck of this tribulation will naturally not be less, and all parties are likely to start a fierce competition. The specific situation is not very clear, and it is necessary to wait until the Journey to the West tribulation officially begins, and this catastrophe in Chang'an City will be released by the Journey to the West list of Zixiao Palace. ”

"After my discussion with my eldest brother, this time in the catastrophe of Chang'an City, we naturally want to participate. The Great Sage of Ventilation looked at Renekton and Sun Wukong, "Now except for the seventh and eighth brothers, everyone else has their own important things. Therefore, this time in Chang'an City, the seventh and eighth brothers participated on behalf of our demon clan. ”

When Sun Wukong heard this, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said: "It's so good! I haven't made a move for too long, this time I have to be fierce!"

Although Sun Wukong has gone through hundreds of years of penance, his warlike nature has not changed at all. But Renekton's temperament has become much calmer.

"That's good, then this time Chang'an City's Journey to the West Tribulation is unveiled, and I will go with Seventh Brother. Renekton nodded.

After the demon kings discussed the matter, Renekton asked Lei Er to take out all the fine wine in the cellar of Mingsha Mountain, and the brothers drank booze. The snow is all over the sky, the smell of wine is compelling, and it is not the wine that is intoxicating, but the people themselves.

A month passed in a hurry.

On this day, in Zixiao Palace, there was a sudden sound of stretching and yawning.

"Yunxiao, you will release the Journey to the West list. Hongjun Daoren's lazy voice came, "The time has come, and the Journey to the West Tribulation can begin." ”

In the Zixiao Palace, a beautiful woman in a silver palace dress, holding a golden list text, walked out slowly. I saw her throw this golden list into the void, and suddenly the golden light was full of light, and the list text slowly opened.

On this list, there are a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one squares, all of which are empty, and on the top of the list, there are three big characters written "Journey to the West List".