Chapter Twenty-Four: The First Arrival in the Demon Realm

In the Eight Views Palace, Fu Xi's heart was surging, and he was very worried, although Yang Jiao was a little reluctant, he still made up his mind to push off this media action.

At this time, the Moral Saint Venerable spoke, "Since the demon clan is full of sincerity, and it is Fuxi Daoyou who is here, Xuanyang naturally can't save your face, these things are unnecessary, Xuanyang, you should go with Emperor Xi." ”

Yang Jiao's face suddenly collapsed, and he was unwilling in his heart, but the teacher spoke, no matter how sad he was, there was no way to excuse himself. I could only agree humbly.

Fu Xi didn't expect that the moral saint who had always been indifferent would actually open his mouth and agree, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, this is a major event of the demon clan, therefore, there must not be the slightest neglect, so he gave up his face and came to beg Yang Jiao, the junior.

And the moral saint is more far-sighted, first, Yang Jiao has nothing to do in the Bajing Palace, and always disturbs his cultivation, so he kicks out and finds something to do for him, saving him a clean life.

Second, the Tao is natural, since Yang Jiao has the duty of protecting the media and pulling fiber, he naturally has his deep meaning, besides, it is always good to let Yang Jiao have more knowledge.

Third, Fuxi's identity is special, and he has a saint-honored sister Nuwa as a backer, and he still needs to do something in the future, so it is naturally not good to make a fuss.

Therefore, he directly set the tone and let Yang Jiao go for a walk, with Yang Jiao's temperament, what he is not willing to do must be very interesting, and he will be happy if he can make this leather monkey depressed.

At this time, Fu Xi couldn't hide his smile and said, "Holy Venerable mercy, how can the affairs of my demon clan be empty and run away, and it seems that my demon clan does not know the number of etiquette, besides, these are just thank you media, nothing is anything, and I hope that the Holy Venerable will give Fu Xi this face." ”

The Moral Saint was no longer speechless, he didn't care about these little things, no matter how good the gift was, it was nothing more than that for him.

It's just that the disciples have their own fate, and he doesn't want to, his own disciples are lazy and lazy, and they always gnaw at the old with him.

After receiving the gift handed over by Fu Xi, Yang Jiao put it away with peace of mind, he did not have the insight and realm of the Moral Saint.

He believes that it is natural to do things and receive gifts, cause and effect are eliminated, and no one owes anyone.

With Fu Xi here, Yang Jiao naturally can't use the Kunlun Mirror to move space, fortunately, Fu Xi really deserves to be an excellent diplomat.

Anecdotes and opinions from all walks of life are like a few treasures, and gradually, Yang Jiao let go of the depression in his heart and began to communicate with Fu Xi seriously.

When the confidant is a thousand years old, he discussed all the way, and it took nearly a year to walk from the Bajing Palace to the west of Buzhou Mountain, and to step into the demon world by the West Heavenly Gate.

I only saw the scenery of the demon world, and I was more inclined to be rough and violent, and I could solve it with my hands, and I would never move my mouth, and most of the defeated had no bones, and even their belts and hairs were eaten.

Yang Jiao frowned a little, this was really disgusting, and Fu Xi was also a little embarrassed, but this was the norm in the demon world.

Although he is the Emperor of Xi, he doesn't care about these things, these education problems, they are all the responsibility of the Kunpeng Demon Master, the gloomy black man.

Although Fu Xi is also very dissatisfied with the demon clan being so vulgar, Kunpeng is not a good stubble, and the villain's revenge is from morning to night.

Although Fu Xi is not afraid of him Kunpeng, it is absolutely uncomfortable to be remembered by a scathing old yin all day long.

Back then, Zulong robbed Kunpeng's lover and gave birth to a four-like Ying Long, Kunpeng went directly to Dijun and Taiyi, and beat the supreme dragon clan of the demon world into a malaise.

The ancestral dragon was pulled out of the dragon horns and stripped of the dragon scales, and put it on the sacrificial platform to kill the sacrifice to the sky, the ancestral dragon is a mixed yuan immortal, it is a super power, just like this, it was also held by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi Chaos Bell, and the life and death were sacrificed to the heavens.

The demon clan directly established the heavenly court, and the god of the golden crow replaced the dragon clan who claimed to be the heavenly clan and became the supreme royal family of the demon clan, so Kunpeng was not easy to mess with.

When he arrived at the Demon Realm, Fuxi's cloud path sped up a lot, connecting the Eightfold Heaven, and reaching the Ninefold Heaven Realm "Great Sun Shining World".

I saw that the residence of this demon emperor was really extraordinary, the majestic stars were shining, and a big sun was shining in the middle of the sky.

To say that Pangu is really a supreme god, the world he created, as long as the place where there are treasures and treasures, is all incarnated by his true body.

Moreover, his eyes are transformed into the sun and the moon, and no matter where you are in the wilderness, you can be illuminated.

Even if you open up the world, as long as you are still in the desolate world, his eyes can be projected and turned into a new round of Sun Taiyin two stars.

Therefore, all walks of life have different scenery, and the sun is not the same, although it is said that the immortals can also make the sun at will.

However, it is an empty star, without the power of the law to create all beings, and it can be said that the power of Pangu is beyond the imagination of all intelligent beings.

Walking into the palace full of the image of the golden crow, Yang Jiao couldn't help but feel contempt for Emperor Jun Taiyi, how unconfident he was, so he would show off his various looks everywhere.

Walking to the gate of the Demon Emperor Palace, I saw a man in a fiery red emperor robe, standing there, Yang Jiao had never seen the Jade Emperor, and he didn't know his image.

However, the Demon Emperor Jun lives up to his name, not to mention his human appearance, only to say that his momentum, standing up to the sky and the earth and having three points of kindness, fortitude and courtesy, people can't help but feel respectful.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi on one side is a peerless overlord, a peerless martial artist, standing there without speaking, that soaring arrogance, soaring domineering, people can't help but feel broken.

These two demons are unparalleled in the royal way, and the other is peerless, complementing each other, making people can't help but admire the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Di Jun first said enthusiastically, "Because of the emperor's private affairs, I really don't want to go to bother Daoyou to run in person." ”

Yang Jiao looked at him with a sincere look, and couldn't help but scold: This person who is the emperor is really shameless, if Emperor Jun is really embarrassed, why invite him to come.

But stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, and now, he is a little shrimp with a fox and a fake tiger, and the first and second demons of Emperor Juntai are at least mixed Yuan Tianxian cultivators.

I'm afraid that if I speak louder, I will be shocked to death, so Yang Jiao also said very politely, "The Demon Emperor is polite, he can become a good thing, and he is poor and honorable." ”

Emperor Jun laughed, took Yang Jiao's hand and walked into the Demon Emperor Palace, and said, "Xuanyang Daoyou is not only qualified, but also does things very well with the emperor's spleen and stomach, go in and talk about it in detail." ”

At this time, Fu Xi hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, you see that you are happy, even the demon master forgot to introduce it to Xuanyang Daoyou." ”

At this time, Di Jun patted his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, yes, look at my brain, come on, Xuanyang Daoyou, this is the wise man of my demon world, the demon master Kunpeng, the demon master is my demon world, the teacher of all living beings, and this emperor can't leave for a day." ”

Yang Jiao raised his eyes and saw an old man with a gloomy face, tall and with his back bent, standing there, which people always subconsciously ignored.