Since yesterday he agreed to the condition that the Golden Horn King taught him to study, the Golden Horn King took the two demons down the mountain, and did not tell Ning Shu what to do, but just told him viciously before leaving, and if he found that he had run away, he would be caught and thrown into the backyard Dan furnace to refine medicine.

Then with his hands behind his back, a cloud of colorful auspicious clouds was generated under his feet, the clouds were not big, and they could stand down the three demons, and the big fat and the two thin waved their claws towards Ning Shu, turned around and stepped on the clouds and floated straight down the mountain.

I have seen the fight scenes of cultivators, and it is the first time I have seen such an immortal Fan Ningshu, who is as fluttering as a relict and independent. If you didn't know that he was a demon king in the mountains, you would really think that the fairy child next to the Dao monarch had descended to earth.

It's just that I didn't expect that the demon king in the dignified Eight Scenic Mountains is not good at blood food on weekdays, but he is interested in the things of the literati and inkmen. What he didn't expect was that Ning Shu thought that he wanted to do more learning, but after careful questioning, he realized that what the Mountain King was really interested in was the past of a talented and beautiful man like Mr. Liu, and he couldn't help laughing.

I just thought about how to tell him.

Because of this kind of thing.

I don't know much about it.

The stories of the Huaichun of those girls' families were also often read by Ning Anyi in Ping'an City. What is amorous is always ruthlessly annoyed, what is a sour and rotten word such as making people haggard for Yi. Most of the books I read are the hundred schools of etiquette, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and I don't know if the little stock in my stomach is enough to dispel the heart of this big child.

Thinking of the burning pain in his chest and abdomen before, he thought that Jin Jiao did not deceive himself, the pill that Mr. Song gave him was indeed domineering, and his mortal body also understood the reason that happiness could not be suffered.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep in the temple.

When I woke up, it was already the next evening, and I slept all day. There is no one in the view, Ning Shu walks out of the view, and it is a peaceful scene in the eyes, the pine forest is vast, the stream flows in front of the view, the mountains rise and fall in the distance, the sea of clouds is surging, and the afterglow of the sunset releases a faint beam of light through the clouds, reflecting the whole Taoist temple as if going straight into the clouds.

There is a plaque hanging in the middle of the Taoist temple, and the plaque is like a dragon and a snake with three big characters - Tushi Palace, Ning Shu thought, but it is the same as the mythical Laojun who lives in the thirty-three heavens.

Looking at the stone pillars on both sides, from left to right:

"Danshan is a thousand-year-old old gentleman's mansion, and the spring and autumn are not old and free"

It's quite a sense of birth, so the Golden Horn King doesn't look like a monster.

It was still early, Ning Shu washed off the blood stains on his face, found a big bluestone on the back of the mountain, sat down on it, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The world of meditation is different from the darkness of the past, and the opening paragraph of the "Zhibei Sutra" appears: "Heaven and earth have great beauty without saying, there is a clear law at the four times without discussing, and all things have a reason without saying." Sage. The beauty of the original heaven and earth and the principle of all things are so that people do nothing, the great sage does not do, and the actions of heaven and earth are also viewed. ”

After repeated silent thoughts, I felt that my intuition was happy, and even the burning pain in my chest was reduced a lot.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling is transmitted from the brain to the whole body, and the ears hear the song of the mountains and rivers, the sound of the flowing stream, the rustle of the leaves, as if everything has become incomparably close, but when you listen closely, you feel incomparably far away.

Just as Ning Shu wanted to feel it again, he heard a voice in the air:

"Why did that kid run out, didn't he want to run away?"

"I think he's asleep on a rock. ”

It turned out that the King of the Golden Horn came back with Big Fat and Er Thin.

Ershou put a set of clean clothes worn by ordinary gods and scholars in front of Ning Shu, and Da Fei carried four roast chickens and a few pots of wine, beckoning Ning Shu to quickly change his clothes, and after changing, he went to Guanli to eat.

Ning Shu smelled the aroma of fireworks in the world, his stomach was hungry, he didn't eat for a day, and he experienced life and death, but he was also extremely hungry.

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"Boy, where are you from?" asked the Golden Horn King, with a chicken leg in his mouth, indistinct.

"Heian City. ”

Compared with the Golden Horn King, Ning Shu's eating appearance is much more elegant, but it is only in comparison, he still eats a mouth full of oil.

"Haven't you heard of it, have you heard of it?" the Golden Horn King turned his head and asked the second demon.

Big Fat shook his head like a rattle.

"It's a good name, but there is no place for peace in this world, and I think it's just you humans asking for comfort. The Golden Horn King said disdainfully.

Ning Shu originally wanted to say that my god dynasty is governed by civil and military affairs, and the outside is safe and the inside, and now the saint is a great talent, and the country is peaceful and peaceful. But Mr. Song's eyes looking at the north popped up in his mind, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and he was silent.

"But then again, the last time I went to Kunlun Mountain in the west, I saw an old man of the human race, and his cultivation was really high, and he was about to catch up with this king, which was really amazing. ”

"Your lord, you drank too much, last time it was clear that the old man wanted to accept you as a boy, and you raised your feet and threw us away. Erthin interjected in a low voice on the side.

"Shut up, you don't see how lacking the old man is, the old man must have taken a fancy to the king's baby banana fan, and he wants to take it by skill. "The Golden Horn King Xiao Er drank his stomach twice, and two lumps of redness appeared on his round cheeks, which was actually a little cute.

"The king began to talk nonsense again. ”

"What is a banana fan?" asked Ning Shu.

"Human kid didn't know it, don't look at how much you read, it's all made up by you humans yourself, you can't take it seriously. My banana fan is congenital, born in the sacred mountain Kunlun, is the essence of the sun, can extinguish the fire in the world, if you fan you, a mortal, lightly float to 84,000 miles away, the focus of the attack, the spot is wiped out, you say it is not powerful. ”

Seeing that Ning Shu didn't have the slightest admiration on his face, he wasn't even surprised, and the Golden Horn King felt that he had been humiliated. I saw that there were words in his mouth, and a small fan the size of a fingernail flew out of his ear, instantly becoming the size of a person, and the Golden Horn King himself was only as tall as the handle of the fan.

The Golden Horn King didn't exert any force, but just waved lightly, and he didn't even feel the slightest wind, and the big bluestone that Ning Shu had meditated on by the stream disappeared instantly.

Ning Shu's eyes widened, as if he was dreaming.

The Golden Horn King looked at Ning Shu's expression, nodded with great satisfaction, and put away the fan.

"Flying?"

"Flying. ”

"Isn't it really going to hit someone?"

"Whatever. ”

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At the same time, Xishu, thousands of miles away from Quzhou.

There is a grass house in a bamboo forest, which is hexagonal, with double-layer cornices, blue pillars and red tiles.

A large stone tablet in front of the grass house is engraved with three big characters of 'Black Wind Pavilion', and the font is vigorous and dignified.

A black bear was wearing a Taoist robe, with a hairpin tied with his black bear hair on his head, and sitting in it with a dust whisk plate in his hand, his expression was indifferent, and he looked like a high-level bear.

Outside the grass house, a white snake spirit dressed as a scholar walked in, spitting out the core, and said: "Big brother, the prince has sent someone and said that he wants to invite you to the Wuliang Palace for a while." ”

"Oh, the prince is out of the customs?" asked the black bear.

"Yes, the crown prince has been in retreat since he came back from outside six years ago, and now he must have come out of the customs to think of something...... Maybe there is something important, so please ask the eldest brother to come over and communicate. ”

The black bear opened its eyes, and the essence in its eyes flashed, and immediately stood up, just like the white snake spirit, except that it did not look like a human, all other behaviors were very human, especially the thinking eyes.

"Since the Heavenly Court laid down the law, except for the great supernatural powers above the Five Realms, the rest of the monks can't even go to the sky, and my generation of demon cultivators can't transform into shapes, what is the point of practicing like this, being subject to others everywhere. ”

"Now I feel in my heart, the Dharma will in my body is surging, and it is actually a sign of transformation, and after calculating it, I feel that the net of regular crocheting in the sky is a little weaker than it was thirty years ago. The black bear spirit said.

"Big brother is about to transform?" the white snake spirit was overjoyed when he heard it.

"This time I entered the Infinite Palace, and I wanted to get the Demon Master's Protector, so it was not impossible to give him a try. ”

As soon as the black bear spirit finished speaking, a huge bluestone fell from the sky with a vicious wind and smashed to the ground, bringing up a burst of flying sand and stones. Knocked the two demons of Top Gun a few minutes ago into the dirt.

The black bear spirit and the white snake spirit looked at each other.

"Which bastard who doesn't have long eyes dares to throw a stone at your Grandpa Black Wind!"

The roar spread throughout the mountain, startling countless birds.

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"What do you mean by innate. ”

In the Tushi Palace, which is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the culprits who threw stones drank happily, and Ning Shu was asking all kinds of questions when the Golden Horn King was slightly drunk.

"Of course, the innate is those innate treasures, born with the meaning of the law, since the end of the chaotic period, after the disappearance of the heavenly court, it is difficult to see the innate magic weapon, you see, you don't understand it again. The Golden Horn King pointed at Ning Shu and sneered.

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Ning Shu remembered it and hurriedly followed his words, for fear that he would not say anything after he came to his senses.

"What is that immeasurable mountain? ”

"Wuliang Mountain is the holy land of the demon clan, 100,000 mountains, the heavenly demon roars, and the scene when the demon clan is glorious, hehe, say it and scare you to death. ”

"Is the demon clan in decline now?" Ning Shu thought about it carefully, it was indeed rare to see a monster that had become a spirit, except for the big fat and the second thin, he was not sure if the Golden Horn King was a monster.

"It's not a matter of declining, since the Heavenly Court laid down the Skynet Law, once the demon wants to transform into a shape, it must bear the thunder tribulation, how can the calamity clouds from above the nine heavens be resisted by ordinary demon clans, ninety percent of the demon clans in nine transformations can't survive, and gradually, no demon dares to transform into a shape. ”

"In addition, the demon clan is not as ambitious as your human race, most of the demons prefer freedom, scattered in the 100,000 mountains, each into a cave mansion, and the Demon Emperor of the Infinite Palace has never achieved great unification. ”

"The human race is born with a Dao body, and this is what all the heavens and all the spirits desire. It's just that there are gains and losses, and after all, the cultivation of the human race is much more difficult than other races that can sense heaven and earth, and the physical body is even more fragile. However, after the changes of heaven and earth, there are many great supernatural powers of your human race. ”

The Golden Horn King chattered a lot, and some vague words were passed, Ning Shu listened to it roughly, and he had a plan in his heart.

"Does the king have any spells that can teach me, such as the kind of person who takes the head of a person from thousands of miles away. Ning Shu asked cheekily.

The Golden Horn King snorted coldly: "This king's wonderful skills, all avenues can lead to immortality, how can they be taught to you?"

Ning Shu was about to ink and ink again, and say something, but saw that the little kid had already fallen asleep.

He was still holding a jar of wine in his arms, and saliva hung from the corner of his mouth.

Where is it like a fierce mountain king.