I floated in the air, and the Demon Warrior was high above my head. The crackling thunder and lightning fire were entangled, and they wanted to fall.

Yun Zhong operated the formation with one hand and fought with Xiaohai with the other. Once Xiaohai is defeated, the "heavenly punishment" above my head will fall. I was willing to die generously, thinking that it would not affect Xiaohai, but it was rare to be brave, and to be destroyed under the punishment of heaven, which could be regarded as somewhat vigorous. But now in this scene, I don't know when the thunder will fall, which is even more terrifying than being struck by lightning.

Xiaohai, Xiaohai, why don't you let me have a good time!

Xu is really going to die, but his brain is clearer than usual. One thing suddenly occurred to me. Xiaohai is working so hard, isn't he really in love with me. My poor little sea can't wait for me to die, and I still feel like a broken sleeve.

The master's body swapping spell is stronger than I thought, and it is still effective even if I am so badly injured, if I die, I still look like this, wouldn't it be a little wronged. I tried to recite the mantra and recited it ten times before I relented. It's as if I've put down more than 10 layers of body change spells.

At this time, the thunder of "Heavenly Punishment" has finally been slashed down!

Destruction was not a very painful thing. It's more like everything is empty.

And I didn't come to the legendary underworld. A space that is said to be the exact opposite of the present world.

I thought of my master before I died, so I went back to Lingxu Mountain? The sky is gray, the grass is yellow, and the frogs are blue!

The master is an old man, why is his hair still black. Yes, it must have turned white for me, and what I saw in the underworld was black.

The master was pounding the herbs, and I could vaguely smell the smell of the herbs. It seems that the underworld is not as monotonous as the legend suggests. I stumbled to my feet, my body fluttering.

As soon as I moved, the little blue frog on the side jumped twice, quite spiritual. I couldn't help but look at it twice, and I actually had the feeling of being connected with it. I held out my hand, and it meekly jumped into my palm. My whole body was cold, but I felt warm in my heart.

I touched my heart and heard a thumping heartbeat. My heart is growing! I pressed hard against my chest, making sure it kept beating.

It's a pity that I'm in the underworld, and it's in vain to have a pounding heart.

"Wake up, how are you feeling?" the master turned and spoke suddenly to me. I stepped aside in embarrassment to see who was behind me.

"Look at what, the master dares to ignore the question, this trip out, my heart really became bigger. The master stepped forward and pulled up one of my sleeves and wiped my hands.

Am I still dreaming? The master is talking to me? I reached out and pulled the master's inch-long beard, as if it were real, and kept pulling.

The master rewarded me with a slap in the face, and it hurt!

"Little ghost, what are you doing when you laugh and cry for a while!"

"Master, am I alive, or are you also dead?"

"Bah, bah, your master, I live with Tianqi. ”

It is the depths of winter in Lingxu Mountain. I lay there for five whole months, and then miraculously came back to life. The master said that it was the Demon Monarch who sent me to Lingxu Mountain. When I was sent, I looked like I was dead, and his old man spent several days and nights of hard work, and spent countless heavenly and earthly treasures to pull me back from the ghost gate.

It turned out that the master had some old friendship with the demon king. Dare to be affectionate, not all immortal cultivators have a chivalrous heart to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. According to the master's words, people are divided into good and evil, and so are demons. And the demon king, in general, is okay, but he is more lustful. The master instructed me to avoid the demon monarch in the future, after all, my little appearance is not bad.

I asked the master where the demon monarch is now. God knows, the master said. Although I miss Xiaohai and Demon Monarch, and even miss Ling Long a little, I am very satisfied with the days when I stay quietly in Lingxu Mountain now, so I save this miss first.

Lingxu Mountain is still Lingxu Mountain. I'm still me, but I have a little more insight into life and death, at least that's what I think. Because I love life more. I was delighted to see the proud red plum blossoms. You can pick a few red plums, brew a pot of wine, and bury them behind the house. When the snow fell, I climbed up to the roof, stepped on the soft snowflakes, pinched a few balls, threw them at the branches in front of the house, watched the snow fall and bury them in a pile, and made a snowman by the way.

But the master said, I don't see through it, but I can't see through it. I lived more and more like a child. But he was more at ease, because I was becoming more and more like myself. The master said, you were still a child.

Maybe in the eyes of the master, I will always be just a child.

I also like to be so childish. I have a blue frog.

It's stuck to me since I woke up. Although it doesn't look that cute, I like the color of it, which is the color of the sky. I call it a little empty.

Sora is very clingy to me. But there comes a time every day when it slips out. I observed it silently for a few days and found that it was particularly fond of a peach tree on the side of the mountain. It always stays quietly under the peach tree in the afternoon to bask in the sun, or to blow the wind, or to enjoy the rain. It just likes to stay under the peach tree anyway.

This little hobby of Xiaokong made me a little interested. Actually, I don't like peach trees very much, since the peach death. So I put some thought into it. After a few days of observation, I finally discovered the extraordinary thing about this peach tree, or rather the extraordinary thing about this place. In the afternoon, the aura is at its best. And the appearance of Xiaokong squatting quietly is very similar to that of a monk spitting.

Could it be that it's cultivating? I'm raising a little demon, and I can't do it. When it comes to demons, I'm not just a flower demon myself. But how did I get to become a human form? I don't have any impression of the long path of cultivation.

There are some things that I can't avoid if I want to. For example, I'm a demon. Although in these years, it's nothing to be a demon. It's just that I'm too confused to become a demon.

I asked the master, I was born as a person, how did I become a demon? The master was stunned, and sighed that the old thing of the demon king is good for being a teacher, but it will only mislead people's children.

"Who said you are a demon? You are born with a flower spirit, and you want to become an immortal!" the master stroked his inch-long beard, which was meaningful. "It's just that now you, the flower spirit has dispersed, so let's follow the teacher and practice hard. ”

It turned out that Tao Yao's sword shattered my flower spirit and broke my great chance to become an immortal. It turns out that the demon lord deceived me. Maybe in his opinion, I am not a person with a flower spirit. If it's not human, it should be a demon.

I can't laugh or cry. But I never delved into how my heart came from.

I moved the peach tree on the side of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Because, I started to hate Peach Blossom very much. In the vacant bare place, I brought in a large rock. Every afternoon, I meditate here. Xiaokong was a little uncomfortable at first, after all, there was a lack of shelter from the wind and rain. Later, I put it in the corner of my scattered robe, and it lost its little emotion.

There is a saying in the world that there is a paradise. I think the master's Lingxu Mountain also has a bit of this meaning. But the real paradise is secluded. Our Lingxu Mountain occasionally communicates with the outside world. Master, this casual cultivation is obscure. But it is said that there are still three or two Taoist friends who have a good relationship with him. Therefore, I received such a letter.

A letter inviting the world's immortal cultivators to gather. A grand event in the cultivation world with the theme of demon slayer. Its scope is so wide that the news has been received as far as Lingxu Mountain.

It's just that those people don't seem to know that we have a certain friendship with the Demon King. The master handed me the letter, and I watched it.

What to do. Naturally, it was to report to the demon king.

"After eating so many elixirs from me, I didn't expect to be so stupid. Such a big thing, the Demon Monarch will not know!" The master knocked me on the brain, and I intuitively felt that I was knocked stupid by him.

"So what do you say?"

"See for yourself!"

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