After reaching such a consensus, the stinky woman and her cousin lived together in a grand manner, and even he could feel the ridicule of the two of them.

The Yellow Heaven Demon Lord didn't care, there were still too few people in the world who really understood him.

It made him feel lonely.

It is also the reason why the Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord likes to be alone.

Only in the cold without any obstacle can he reflect on his own existence, closely integrate with heaven and earth, and touch the realm of heaven and man and even the unity of heaven and man.

If he wants to achieve the cause of an ancient demon before, he doesn't need the understanding of others.

The Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord forcibly erased the shadow of Jade Jizi from his heart, and deeply warned himself that there was no one to rely on and talk about on this path.

He felt his soul uplifted.

His Dharma and Taoism also gradually tended to be unified.

The three cultivations of Buddhism and demons are also another confidence of the Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord.

The clouds and mist were churning in the mountains, and a demon king with a figure as tall as a bamboo pole appeared on the top of the mountain.

The figure of the Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord slowly fell.

The Demon King looked at the Yellow Heaven Demon Lord with admiration, he was born in the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, but he was born with flaws, even after transformation, he couldn't hide the depressed complexion on his body.

This is the reason for the lack of congenital essence.

He was driven out of the clan very early, left to fend for himself, and even often suffered the alternative eyes of other demon clans, only the Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord did not discriminate against him.

He is also one of the few demons who has been instructed by the Yellow Heaven Demon Lord to practice.

He also gave himself a Taoist name, called Pheasant Daoren. It's not a nice name, but he hopes to use it one day to stomp on the heads of his fellow citizens who look down on him.

Prove that these people are not even as good as pheasants, and give them the greatest humiliation.

The Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord had his back to the pheasant Daoist.

This is a habit he has always had, because it shows his strong self-confidence that he can show his back to anyone anytime, anywhere.

This is what he learned from a Terran monk.

To defeat an enemy, you must completely defeat the opponent psychologically.

"I already know what you want to say. Don't worry, I'm just trying to see how incredible this Dao Wizard is. It's great that he came to me on his own. The Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord said in a low tone.

Naturally, he would not take the initiative to find Gu Qing, after all, he had already been suppressed by Old Man Xu once, and he heard that the old man had been in the mountain gate of the Vientiane Sect recently.

What's more, I heard that Gu Qing's master has also become a heavenly immortal.

Whether you are a human being or a demon, you must learn to compromise and do what you can.

The eyes of the pheasant Dao people became more and more reverent, the demon lord was always like this, with a strong confidence in his words, he controlled everything and everything, and even dared to attack the mountain gate of the Vientiane Sect, one of the righteous paths of the Xuanmen, what a feat.

No matter what kind of genius Gu Zhenren is rumored to be and what amazing achievements he has achieved, he should be full of confidence in the demon master, he shouldn't come.

The Yellow Heaven Demon Lord's gaze fell on a lake far away, his gaze rose and fell with the lake, and he said softly: "There is no end to the path of cultivation, and the loneliness on this road cannot really confide in anyone. You may understand it in the future, but it is difficult to understand now that it is actually a blessing to have an opponent like Gu Qing. A strong opponent will provide us with ample motivation to improve, and if one day I become a demon saint, I will be grateful to every opponent I have met along the way, they have made me who have made me. ”

A sunset broke through the clouds and mist, draped on the body of the Yellow Sky Demon Lord, and set off his image more and more tall, as if there was an unbeatable domineering spirit revealed.

The Pheasant Daoist only felt that the Yellow Heaven Demon Lord seemed to be integrated with the vast void in front of the mountain, and no wind and rain could destroy this feeling.

"Demon Lord, has he finally set foot on the path of heaven and man?" "The Pheasant Daoist has also practiced the way of the Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord, and understands that the way of heaven and man is also the key to entering the realm of heavenly immortals.

In this realm, the demon clan is holy, the Taoist is the heavenly immortal, and the Shamen is the Buddha.

The Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord's gaze fell heavily into the distance, and a touch of green appeared on the edge of heaven and earth.

To be honest, he doesn't like the color, but it's familiar.

"It's the Niu Heavenly King, I heard that he took refuge in the Vientiane Sect and betrayed the demon lord. I didn't expect this guy to really have the face to come back. The pheasant Taoist was indignant.

The Yellow Heaven Demon Lord waved his hand and said, "Don't blame him, I didn't expect Gu Qing to be such a person before, so I carelessly sent him to Biyuan Daze." Now that he's in the enemy camp, I have some responsibility. ”

The Yellow Heavenly Demon Lord's tone was full of remorse, this was what a wise leader should do.

It's easier to win hearts and minds.

Although there is only one audience of pheasant Taoist, it doesn't matter, it will always reach everyone's mind. In fact, he has done a lot of similar things, but it seems that it has not achieved much.

The demons don't eat this set very much.

Because of this, the Yellow Heaven Demon Lord deeply felt that there was really a long way to go to transform the demons.

Gu Qing rode the green ox, came all the way from the south, and walked into this wasteland. The situation in the wasteland was different from Gu Qing's imagination.

The people and demons here actually gave him a sense of peace and contentment.

Of course, there are Terrans in the wasteland.

It's not that these ancestors have been here for generations, it's just that their ancestors can't survive elsewhere and have to come to this desolate and bitter cold place.

Because there are always places in the world where people can't continue to survive even though they seem to have a good environment.

Someone he knew said that harsh government is fiercer than a tiger.

Sometimes, people are more terrible than the harsh natural environment or even demons.

And demons don't always like to eat people, Qingyang Dajie is rich in products, and there are too many foods that are better than people.

Even in this bitter cold of the far north, there are some unique cuisines.

Gu Qing regretted a little that he didn't bring Xiaobai.

Gu Qing saw the Immortal Mountain, and the demons under the Immortal Mountain lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there were even traces of human buildings, and they were somewhat clean and tidy, because there were special demon clans to clean up the filth.

Anyway, when I got here, it wasn't quite the same as the imaginary demon cave.

"This Yellow Heaven Demon Lord is a bit unique. ”

The old green ox's hooves quickened, and he couldn't wait to prove his choice.

Its ox nose also smelled the smell of wine and meat under the Immortal Mountain, but this could not make it have the slightest envy, the leftovers of Yuanjing Palace were much better than what they ate and drank.

This is indeed the truth.

Gu Qing's white clothes were like snow, sitting on the back of the green ox, which was particularly eye-catching.

"The Ox King came back on his back. When the demon king saw this scene, he laughed.

The old green cow mooed, shaking the heavens and the earth.

This pronunciation of it is a clear reflection of the practice of these years.

Lian Zhouzi stood next to the old green cow, his eyes eagerly scanning the surroundings of Bulao Mountain, until he saw the figure that he was thinking about for a long time, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who's coming?" a strong man like an iron tower looked at Gu Qing on the back of the old green cow drunkenly.

His drunkenness was only half driven away by the roar of the old green cow.

Gu Qing smiled freely, but said to the Yellow Heaven Demon Lord on the top of the Immortal Mountain: "Poor Dao Gu Qing." ”

A simple sentence dispelled the clouds and mist that have not dispersed all year round in the Bulao Mountain, and even the snow has melted away, turning into a murmuring spring water, reflecting the blue sky.