The words say:

The drizzle is lonely and the east wind is lonely, and the green shade is dense and hidden in Nanke. The warbler cries in the forest, and the swallows return to the cave. The four seasons of things have their own whirlwind.

Fighting for magic weapons, the old monk is the dervish. Who sings the song of the wind on this trip? It is not easy to cultivate immortals, and there are many accidents.

——Small words to send "Linjiang Immortal".

It is said that the dervish monk went out of the border gate, and at that time he controlled the black bowl, took off into the air, and flew towards the demon domain, just flew out not far away, and the dervish monk's heart moved: Ouch, I just happened to take a look at the Moling Immortal Kingdom, and I don't know how they are developing.

With a heartbeat, the black bowl slashed diagonally in mid-air in an arc and flew towards the oasis it had seen that day.

Not long after, the oasis was in sight, and when the dervishes looked at it from afar, he also admired it in his heart: This Emperor Moling is really good at management!

Look, the small palace is a bit gorgeous, in this undesirable desert, it's really embarrassing for him! Also, around the small palace, there are a few villages, it seems that the population of the Moling Immortal Kingdom has also developed, and it is estimated that there are thousands of people, right?

When the black bowl flew over the small palace, the dervishes felt that something was wrong, and then took a look, although there were a few people in this Moling Immortal Country, there were a few immortal cultivators who could see it, all of them were low in cultivation, all of them were immortal cultivators in the realm of the True Dao, and they were all only the first and second levels of the True Dao!

And in the small palace, although there are also human voices, you can tell as soon as you hear it that this guy who speaks does not have much cultivation-

The dervish monk entered the small palace and saw that he was obedient, a guy who had cultivated to the realm of the third order of the true path was "passing on the scriptures and sending treasures" to four or five guys who were at the beginning of the true path, and talked about the method of cultivation!

The dervishes felt strange in his heart, and asked directly: "This fellow Daoist, where is your Emperor Moling?"

The dervish suddenly appeared, which frightened a few guys, and when he heard the dervish monk's words, the third-order of the true path had already stood up tremblingly, bowed his hand, and asked tremblingly:

"Dare to ask if the Immortal knows each other with our Moling Immortal Monarch?"

The dervishes smiled and said, "You don't have to be afraid, and you don't have to talk nonsense to trick the old man's words, I was originally a Taoist friend of Mo Ling, and I came from the Second Heaven World with him. ”

When the third-order Immortal Cultivator of the True Dao heard this, he immediately felt like he had seen his own mother, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, complaining about his suffering with tears!

After listening to it for a long time, the dervishes realized that the Moling Immortal Kingdom had already been destroyed by a female cultivator immortal, and these people were originally the "people" captured by the Moling Immortal Kingdom, and now they are all "wild cultivators" who are "fending for their own lives".

What the dervishes don't understand is what is called "wild cultivation"? The third order of the true path explained to the dervishes: "We have no country, no home, no sect, no one to guide and take care of us, and we are immortal cultivators who have explored by ourselves, that is, 'wild cultivation' is also." ”

The dervish laughed and said, "Isn't this what people often call 'scattered cultivation' and 'scattered immortals'? You can also create terms! Since you are all having a hard time surviving now, come with me!"

As a result, in the vast world below the world inside the black bowl, there were the first inhabitants, primordial immortal cultivators.

The dervish monk controlled the black bowl and continued to fly towards the demon realm, and he also thought secretly on the way: Listening to what these true path immortal cultivators said, that female immortal cultivator is very powerful, and she is a powerful master who can't be taller! Who could this female immortal cultivator be?

The dervishes couldn't guess, of course, if they wanted to blame, they would be blamed on these "primitive residents", they didn't have the ability to image the gods, and they blew the Shuo Zhu Niang higher than the heavens, and blew it into a powerful master, so that the dervish monk could no longer imagine that the ruthless hand that killed Mo Ling and others was actually Shuo Zhu Niang!

But it was said that the dervishes controlled the black bowl, flew over the ghost desert, and let go of the matter of who destroyed the Moling Immortal Kingdom, and couldn't help but think of the matter of the machine spirit Ami getting the Huangquan Pool.

Walking by the Huangquan River, I saw turbid waves surging and the sound of water like thunder. In the upper reaches of the Huangquan River, a bridge crosses, and after crossing the bridge, it is a city.

The dervish monk secretly said in his heart: This format layout, the bridge under his feet should be the Nai He Bridge, and the city in front of him should be the capital city;

The dervishes thought in his heart, he raised his feet and entered the capital city, but as soon as he entered the city, the figures around him suddenly appeared, but it was Meng Dali who appeared beside the dervishes, and said respectfully: "As soon as the master arrives here, the villain has already sensed it." ”

The dervishes laughed: "Old Meng, my bowl in the underworld of the Yellow Spring is really like that that when you tidy it up, it's just that I think, why is it not as strict as the legendary underworld?"

"Back to the master, we are missing a treasure, so the underworld, which is a ghost cultivating heaven and earth, is a little worse than the legendary underworld. ”

"Oh, what's missing, what's missing? Listen to it, maybe I can refine it!"

"This magic weapon is the throne of the Ten Palaces of Yama, which is combined into one and divided into ten. ”

"What throne, how is it refined? ”

"Master, this doesn't need to be refined, it's a ready-made one, but it's not very easy to take. Meng Dali didn't know how to refine it, so he provided such a piece of news, and then added: "Master, to be honest, I don't know how the Ten Halls of Yama Throne are refined. ”

The dervishes said: "Since we can't refine it, let's just go find the ready-made ten-hall Yama throne." ”

Meng laughed and said, "The master is right!"

The dervishes asked, "Old Meng, tell me, why is it not easy to obtain the ready-made throne of the Ten Halls of Yama?"

Meng Dali listened to it and explained respectfully: "The master doesn't know, outsiders say that we have four ghost kings in the Ghost Shadow Desert, but in fact, there is another one, and there are only three or four people who know his name, that is, our four ghost kings." The villain not only knows his name, but also his whereabouts. ”

When the dervish heard this, he couldn't help asking, "What is the name of that ghost king?"

Meng Da said sharply: "Master, his real name is Jin Hou, because he got the throne of the Ten Halls of Hades, he got a nickname, called Yan Lao Wu; ”

"With such a lonely person, no one among you four ghost kings covets his throne of the Ten Halls of Yama?" The dervishes felt strange: "Isn't it the custom of your side to catch immortals?"

Meng Dali listened to it and replied embarrassedly, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't get the baby, and I have to suffer a lot of losses." ”

"Why?"

Meng Dali smiled bitterly: "Because the throne is powerful, his cultivation realm is no less than our four ghost kings, we all have many subordinates under our hands, we can't catch him, but we have to bear his revenge, we can resist him, but the ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers under his command can't stand his indiscriminate killing." ”

"I see, can we catch him and take the throne of the Ten Halls of Hades?"

Meng Dali smiled and said: "The villain has this intention, if I can lead him to the black bowl of the master, the master only needs to move and beat him into the underworld, I can guarantee to catch him and win his throne of the Ten Palaces of Hades!"

"In that case, we're going to arrest him!"

So one master, one servant, two "conspiracy" was established, and the black bowl immediately flew away according to the route instructed by Meng Dali!

After about half an hour, the black bowl stopped, and where it stopped was a very inconspicuous small sand dune, with no aura at all, only a grain of dead yellow sand, which could not be blown by the wind and not warmed by the sun.

Meng Dali got out of the black bowl, jumped up, and slammed into the sand in mid-air, clapping his palms continuously, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was deafening.

I heard Meng Dali shouting: "Yan Lao Wu, you get out of here!"

Suddenly, the yin wind rose, and in the yin wind, a hole was cracked in the sand, and a figure flew out of the hole!

The dervish monk had already planned to make the black bowl invisible, like a piece of sand, clinging to the sand dunes.

At this time, when the dervish monk looked at the figure in the bowl, he saw that his face was as pale as a dead man, but he was wearing a royal robe, wearing a crown, and the whole thing was dressed as a king, and he looked very glorious.

As soon as this burned bag appeared, he roared angrily: "The surname is Meng, you are a thief and immortal! It's okay not to let Lao Tzu stop and stop, and come to disturb Lao Tzu's cultivation, aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will retaliate against you?!"

Meng Dali sneered: "The surname is Jin, you fake Yan Lao Wu, if it weren't for the assistance of that broken chair, with your pig brain, you can be my Meng Dali's opponent?

If you are afraid, you can quickly give Lao Tzu that broken chair to sit on for two days, and I will return it to you as soon as I am happy and merciful!"

As soon as Meng Dali finished speaking, he saw the "Yan Lao Wu" person sitting on the chair, but even the person flew up with the chair, split his face, and hit Meng Dali directly, and scolded in his mouth:

"If you don't fight today, you will be reincarnated in a hurry and return to yang, Lao Tzu will go to your reincarnation and return to yang!"

After listening to the words of "Yan Lao Wu", Meng Dali was like a flirtatious dog, and while fighting back, he said: "Ouch, my good girl, you want to be reincarnated and return to the yang, so why don't you hurry up and hand over this broken chair to Lao Tzu?"

But when he saw Yan Lao Wu's palm splitting out, the huge skeletal palm was white and bone-like, as if it was made of dry and hard stone, and pushed forward like a hill! Meng Dali was feet together, bent his knees and flicked, and his body jumped into the air!

I didn't want the chair under Yan Lao Wu's body, the four chair legs were also bent and flicked, and they bounced into the air, Yan Lao Wu still slapped forward with one palm, pushed it flat, and hit it directly in the chest! Meng Da Li saw it, and his figure hurriedly fell!

Just between this rise and fall, both of them slapped with one palm, and exchanged several palms in an instant!

Yan Lao Wu's figure also chased Meng Dali down! When he didn't want Meng Dali to fall, his body suddenly hit horizontally, and the two skull legs bent and stretched, swept over, and hit Yan Lao Wu's waist!

Yan Lao Wu was still sitting upright on the chair during the descent, only falling backwards, and even made two somersaults with the chair, avoiding this Meng Dali's leg!

At the same time, the four legs of the chair suddenly turned into four skeleton dragons, clearly grinning at the dragon's mouth, to gnaw at Meng Dali's leg bones!

Meng Dali exclaimed, his body fell faster, and he fell to the sand first, he had already bent his legs and jumped, and punched up, only to hear a "snap" sound, and the two big ghost cultivator skull palms intersected again!

——At this time, the black bowl had already been transformed, and the dervishes monk was in the black bowl, watching with bated breath, and secretly said in his heart: "Obediently, this Yan Lao Wu is also the sixth order of the Immortal Dao, but seeing that he can have a tie with Meng Dali when he sits on the chair, it seems that this Yan Lao Wu is still a step ahead!"

Look at the broken chair under his buttocks, I'm afraid it's the throne of the Ten Halls of Hades that Meng Dali said, right? Otherwise, why does this Yan Lao Wu's ass always refuse to leave the broken chair? Just because the legs of the chair can suddenly change into a skeleton dragon, it should be!

- Outside of the black bowl, the two guys are fighting and fighting, and they have handed over dozens of moves in an instant!

Suddenly, I only heard a long whistle, and in the midst of the ghost chirping, Yan Lao Wu stood up, put away the "broken chair", and pounced forward!

Meng Dali turned his head and ran, scolding as he ran: "You don't talk a lot, I think back then, didn't you say that you can just sit and fight Lao Tzu, you don't have to stand up?"

Hey, I can't imagine that Meng Dali is such a big ghost king, and there are times when he has such a nose! Presumably, Meng Dali's cultivation realm was too weak, so Yan Lao Wu would have an agreement with him to "sit and fight".

Sure enough, Yan Lao Wu's words confirmed this: "You are the sixth order of the Immortal Dao, which is not lower than Lao Tzu, can Lao Tzu still keep the agreement and sit and fight you?"

As soon as Yan Lao Wu stood up and fought like this, Meng Dali immediately fell behind, however, he and the dervishes were in the first place, although they fell into the wind, they still did not admit defeat, scolded and fled while fighting, and went to the sand made by the black bowl!