In the depths of the 100,000 mountains in the Southern Regions, a high mountain towers into the sky and is the highest of the mountains, the top of the mountain is covered with snow, and a rough palace sits.

In the palace, a snow-white lion-headed man was drinking wine and eating meat, and next to him were two 'stunning beauties' with a wide body, fat body and lush hair.

The Snow Lion Demon Emperor grabbed a handful of meat, reached out and stuffed it into the mouth of a 'beauty' next to him, and laughed: "Beauty, you can also eat a little." ”

Another woman next to her twisted her body, her fat body trembled, and she shouted coquettishly: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, people want it too~"

The Blood Lion Demon Emperor laughed and said, "Okay, you have it too!" grabbed another piece of fat and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.

The two women let out a crisp giggle.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, the old minister asks to see you. An old voice came in.

The Demon Emperor looked up and saw an old man with white hair standing respectfully in the snow outside, with a pair of long curved horns on his head extending backwards, like demonic horns.

The Demon Emperor laughed and said, "White Luo Demon King, come in!"

The old man respectfully walked inside.

The Snow Lion Demon Emperor waved his hand, and the two favored demon clan 'stunning beauties' glanced at the old man like waves, got up and twisted their waists and walked towards the back.

The old man kept his head down and never looked up.

The Snow Lion Demon Emperor's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and his thick voice echoed in the main hall: "Bai Luo, is there something wrong?"

The White Luo Demon King bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, there is news outside, saying that the Great Ming Kingdom sent Dao Yuan, a disciple of Daomen, to the Western Regions to seek the Dao Sutra, and Daomen is probably trying to meddle in our Southern Regions." ”

"Daomen?" the Snow Lion Demon Emperor muttered and said with a sneer: "A newly promoted saint, who is pressed by the holy mountain and can't raise his head, dares to hand his claws to the emperor's power, and doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. ”

A cold light flashed in Bai Luo's eyes, and he said, "Your Majesty, do you need to kill that Dao Sect disciple? ”

The Snow Lion Demon Emperor's body was straight, and the heavy pressure filled the entire hall, Bai Luo's breath suddenly stagnated, as if he was pressed by a big mountain, and his waist slowly bent down.

The Snow Lion Demon King showed a smile and said: "No, it's been boring for so long, and I finally encountered an interesting thing, but it can't just end like this, the emperor is here waiting for the arrival of the Daomen." ”

The corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel arc and said: "Then in front of the so-called Dao Master, the Great Ming Kingdom and all the Daomen disciples were slaughtered." ”

Bai Luo bent down and said, "Respect the Demon Emperor's life!"

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At the same time, in the temple at the top of the holy mountain that was shining day and night, the immeasurable light god sat on the divine throne, his figure was shrouded in holy white light, and a divine wheel bloomed behind him.

An old bishop knelt down and said reverently: "Praise be to the great God of light, to the Lord of all beings." ”

The indifferent and grand voice of the Infinite Light God sounded in the main hall: "Why did you come here?"

The old bishop lowered his head and said respectfully: "Qingfeng's disciples have set off from the Eastern Ming Kingdom in the Southern Regions to seek the Dao Sutra in the Western Regions. ”

The immeasurable light god's grand voice continued to sound: "Qingfeng's disciple doesn't know how to cultivate. ”

The old bishop reverently said: "The great god of light is all-knowing and all-powerful, and his eyes are like torches.

According to legend, Qingfeng's disciple Dao Yuan is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Son of Yama in the underworld, and if he can refine him, he can obtain the divine throne of Yama King, and he will never die or die. ”

The majestic voice of the God of Light echoed in the main hall: "Immortal and immortal? ”

The old bishop hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "We have killed the ghosts and gods of the underworld, and after killing, we can be resurrected soon, and we can't kill them no matter what means we use." ”

"Everything has a longevity, and at the end of life, even the greatest person can only fall, and it is difficult for the saints to avoid it, let alone the ghosts and gods. ”

The old bishop's heart suddenly rose to the ground, the ghosts and gods of the underworld cannot be killed, but they are not immortal, nor are they immortal. Then a wave of doubts arose in my heart, who leaked this matter, even if it was just the fact that it couldn't be killed, it was enough for some people to go crazy for it, did someone not want the Daomen to succeed?

The old bishop asked suspiciously, "Great God of Light, why does the Dao Sect want to go to the Dao Source to learn the scriptures? Wouldn't it be faster and better to send them directly?"

The grand voice of the Immeasurable Light God sounded: "Just becoming a holy place, the Daomen needs to publicize their existence, and this journey to learn scriptures is to prepare for fame in the world." ”

The old bishop respectfully asked, "Great God of Light, do we need to intervene?"

The Immeasurable Light God said slowly, "Go ahead!" The figure slowly faded and disappeared in a burst of light.

The old bishop bowed respectfully and said, "Yes!"

After getting up, he turned around and floated out, thinking about one thought in his mind, what does the great God of Immeasurable Light mean? Do you want me to go, or don't you want me to go?

The same conversation unfolded in the mountains and forests, with Fan Xian leading the horse in front and Dao Yuan limping behind with a stick.

Fan Xian sneered and said: "I really don't understand what your Daomen is thinking? If you want to pass on the scriptures, don't you just send them, even if you don't send them with your own identity, you can let the king of the Ming Kingdom send someone to get it! Why let you be such an ordinary person, step by step towards the Western Regions, I don't know how long it will take you to walk to this hundreds of thousands of miles." ”

Dao Yuan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, panted and looked ahead, and said: "The Tao cannot be passed on lightly, and the true scriptures can only be obtained after going through the test." ”

Fan Xian turned his head and glanced at the sweaty Dao Yuan, his eyes fluctuated a few times, and he subconsciously clenched the long sword on his waist, he was a madman, he killed my mother for the throne in his previous life, and in this life, he was crazy for the Dao Sutra, and he actually wanted to go to the Western Regions on foot, and a strong thought rose in his mind, kill him, kill him to avenge his mother, and now kill him, with a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Dao Yuan gasped and laughed and said, "I believe that as long as there are disciples here, we will definitely be able to reach the Western Regions and obtain the true scriptures." ”

Fan Xian put his hand down from the long sword and said leisurely: "I don't know how many years later, even if you get the true scriptures, you are already old, and you will gamble your whole life on learning the scriptures, I hope you won't regret it!"

Dao Yuan said firmly: "I will never regret it!"

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Half a moon later, the two walked out of the mountain range and walked slowly along a narrow dirt road towards the front, at this moment the sky was in autumn, the leaves were falling, and the cool breeze carried the chill of the forest.

"Ah sneeze~" Dao Yuan sneezed on his horse and touched his red nose.

Fan Xian said lightly: "It's cold, you wear too thin." ”

Dao Yuan touched the package on the horse's back, do you want to put on the purple ribbon robe? I heard that water and fire do not invade the warmth and comfort, but the thought of wearing the purple ribbon immortal robe will be a blessing spirit flash, forget it! It is too eye-catching.