"Sneeze, sneeze......"

After the yin wind of the banana fan stopped, Chen Xian drove the cloud to stand in the air, only to see that his clothes were disheveled, his hair was scattered, and his image was a little embarrassed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Xian looked up at the sky, and saw the Milky Way appearing, starry, and it was already night. He secretly said that the monkey was fanned by the banana, rolled overnight, and flew out of 54,000 miles, and he was fanned by the banana, rolled for a day and half a night, and I don't know how far it rolled for the time being.

"I don't know how far I flew, let's go find someone to ask!" After his body warmed up and stopped trembling, Chen Xian sorted out his personal image and thought silently in his heart.

Chen Xian swept his eyes, but the poor West Road was very desolate, and there was no one within a hundred miles, but there were lights shining two hundred miles away from the south.

First, it is far away, and secondly, the sky is dark, Chen Xianxian looked at it, and he couldn't see it very clearly, seeing the lights and lights, the pavilion was faint, the palace was heavy, and the heart might be an emperor's place.

In ancient times, with the emperor as the center, where the emperor is, is the royal capital, there are countless people living there, Chen Xian then drove the clouds, and after a while, he came to the place where the lights were on.

When he got closer, Chen Xian found that it was not the emperor's residence, the inner garden of the palace, but a magnificent Taoist temple surrounded by pavilions and pavilions around the stream.

Xiniu Hezhou is the territory of Buddhism and the demon clan, the temples are numerous, the demon cave is like rain, the Taoist temple is very rare, there is no real ability, it is difficult for the Taoist priest to gain a foothold in Xiniu Hezhou.

Chen Xian saw that this Taoist temple slept for several miles, and the pavilion was gorgeous, and it was obvious that the Taoist priests living in it were not ordinary people.

Chen Xian lowered the clouds, fell in front of the gate of the Taoist temple, looked up, and saw a stone slab embedded in the door, with the words "Huanghuaguan" on it.

"Huanghuaguan? I went, and I was blown here. After seeing the three words of Huanghuaguan, Chen Xian couldn't help but complain for a while, just because there was a monk in Huanghuaguan who used bird droppings to knock down Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Monk, with thousands of eyes, emitting golden light to trap the monkey, so that it could only become a centipede spirit that turned into a pangolin and escaped, which is also a famous place in "Journey to the West", Chen Xian has no reason not to know.

Chen Xianxin's Taoist temple on the road to the west, except for Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple, which is a real immortal dojo, the rest are all built by some demons who admire Taoism and try to achieve positive results, ranking in the immortal class, and the Sanqing Temple of Che Chiguo is a typical representative.

Since he came to the Huanghua Temple, Chen Xian planned to go in and take a look to see what the guano master centipede looked like after a thousand years. Of course, he wasn't interested in what the centipede spirit looked like, he just wanted to see what kind of cultivation the other party was now, so as a reference.

Such a big person fell from the sky, although it was dark night, but it also alarmed the demon Dao in the Huanghuaguan, Chen Xian just stood in front of the gate of the Huanghuaguan for a while, and there was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a fiery red gold crown, wearing a dark Taoist robe, and leaving a foot long beard, walked out of the door, and saluted Chen Xian: "Where did the king of Yujiao come from?"

When they met for the first time, Chen Xian was not good at using his spiritual eyes to spy on the other party's reality, but seeing that his aura was comparable to that of the Macaque King and the Yu Tamarin King, he guessed that it should be the cultivation of the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly returned the salute: "The true monarch is polite." ”

Zhenjun is an honorific title for people who have cultivated to a profound level of Taoism, but it usually refers to monks above the Taiyi Golden Immortal, such as Yang Jian, Yousheng Zhenjun, and other gods who are on par with Sun Wukong, who has skyrocketed after eating Pan Tao and Jindan.

"I came from the east, passing by Baofang, because it was late, I saw that the lights were still on here, and I wanted to come and spend the night, I don't know if you can make it convenient? No, do you know me?" After Chen Xian finished saluting, he said the words he had prepared before, and only after finishing saying did he find out that it was wrong, he had never met the other party, but the other party recognized him, and couldn't help but ask with a surprised face.

"The alliance between the king and the other seven great demon kings is a grand event in my demon world, and the pictures of your eight kings are spread in the general land, how can I not understand the reason?" the middle-aged Taoist priest stroked his beautiful hair under his chin and said with a smile on his face.

"......" Chen Xian didn't know what to say, and suddenly had a kind of fame and tired emotion: as the so-called "people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong", he cultivated himself as a weak chicken, but he became famous because of his alliance with the Seven Sages, and I don't know if he will attract some demon kings who want to become famous in a battle to challenge him, or thus attract the attention of Heaven and Lingshan? However, there are also many benefits to forming a righteous alliance with the Seven Demons, at least the ordinary little demons (Jin Xian and below) do not dare to provoke themselves because of the prestige of the Six Demons (except for Sun Monkey). He sighed in his heart: Alas, it is really a mixed pros and cons to form a righteous alliance with the Seven Demons.

"The king can come to my Huanghua Temple, so that I can see the Pengsheng shine, how can I excuse it because of inconvenience?

After humbling for a while, Chen Xian and the Taoist priest walked side by side into the Yellow Flower Temple, passed through the second gate, and walked for a while, and then came to a large hall called Sanqing Palace.

The Taoist priest nudged with both hands, and the vermilion door of the Sanqing Hall creaked, and the holes opened to both sides. The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and walked in with Chen Xian.

Entering the hall, Chen Xian saw that there was a Sanqing holy statue on the altar, and there was a furnace and incense on the altar. The so-called entering the temple to burn incense, he picked up three pillars of green incense, lit it with a flick of his hand, threw it into the incense burner, and did not worship, and talked directly to the Taoist priest. He is a demon, not a Taoist priest, and there is no need to worship these three Taoist patriarchs. The most important thing is that even if you worship, you can't get their protection, so don't waste your knees in vain, and give each person a pillar of green incense, which is enough to give them face.

"Dare to ask what is the true monarch Dao number?" After the Taoist instructed the fairy child to look at the tea, Chen Xian asked.

"Poor Dao Poison Dragon, I don't dare to be called the King Zhenjun!" "Poison Dragonzi stroked his beard and said modestly.

Chen Xian chewed the Taoist priest's Dao name, and the Heart Daoist took the poisonous dragon as the Taoist name, and his cultivation should be poisonous, and he should also have the blood of the dragon clan, but this information does not determine that he is the centipede essence in the Journey to the West.

After holding a meeting with the poisonous dragon in the Sanqing Palace, a Taoist boy with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes walked in with two tea cups.

Chen Xian looked at it, and after seeing that the two teas were the same color and had no other peculiar smells, he took a sip with confidence, but he was afraid that the poisonous dragon would add "a hundred bird droppings in the mountains and sweep up thousands of catties." It is boiled in a copper pot and boiled evenly. A thousand catties are boiled with a ladle, and a ladle is refined for three points. Three points should be fried, and then simmered and re-smoked. This poison is made as precious as a treasure and treasure. If you taste him, you will see Yan Jun at the entrance, "Bring the poison tea to him to enjoy......