The words say:

The idle clouds did not move, and the little birds cried frequently, flying over the bank of the pond. The water is clear and the sky is half a day, the spring is old, and there is willow silk left. The lotus is still not blooming, but the grass is fragrant, and the green skirt is dancing all over;

I want to save in the green and green bushes, and ask Yi Nian Nian, why is it so difficult to see? Send spring to welcome summer, in the deep shade, the cicadas on the willows are singing. Who accompanies Ling Bo, the bright moon is near, and the fragrance is farther. Mu Xiaofeng, the dew fell crystalline, and tears fell on Furong's face.

——The small word tone is sent to "Interpretation of the Flower of Words", with the theme of Yonglian, a metaphor for the future.

It is said that at that time, there were demon cultivators who said not inferior words, Li Shijian heard it, and he already understood that these demon cultivators thought that their own cultivation realm was low!

However, listening to what he said, it was also straightforward, thinking that demon cultivators are demon cultivators after all, unlike human immortal cultivators, who will beat around the bush.

However, Li Shijian also understood that it was precisely because this demon cultivator was so straightforward that he really had to be shocked by his thoughts in order to establish his prestige. If you don't have prestige and can't convince the public, it's really not easy to do!

However, looking at this demon cultivator, although it is the ninth order of the spiritual path, it still can't be compared with Xue Er's Xue San, and it's almost the same as the black pig and Heizhang Er, it is estimated that I still have hope of winning a one-and-a-half-trick, so it's okay, I'll take him first!

Thinking of this, Li Shijian made up his mind and asked, "What's your name?"

The demon cultivator said, "Back to the words of the king of the second mountain, my name is Wang Shang. ”

Li Shijian said with a smile: "Wang Shang, although I am a sixth-order spiritual path, I want to ask you for a lesson or two, I don't know if you agree?"

Li Shijian wanted to consult Wang Shang, so he saw that Wang Shang said respectfully: "If you go back to the king of the second mountain, if you win the small one, the small one will change his surname to Li; if you can't win the small one, the small one will change his surname to Xue." ”

Li Shijian listened to it and said with a smile: "Okay, let's learn from each other!"

At that time, Li Shijian and Wang Shang went to the back mountain behind the Howling Wind Sacrifice God Hall, and the newly selected 200 immortal soldiers followed their captains to watch the battle.

These demon cultivators and immortal soldiers, deep down in their hearts, all longed for Wang Shang to defeat Li Shijian in three strikes and five divisions, for no other reason, in fact, they were all ninth-order demon cultivators, and they were all a little unconvinced in their hearts - after all, Li Shijian's cultivation was only in the sixth order of the spiritual dao, which was not enough to see.

As for Li Shijian, since cultivating immortals, he has actually not fought many times with others, and he doesn't know what his strength is.

At this time, Li Shijian had not yet fought against Wang Shang, but he couldn't help but regret a little regret in his heart, regretting that he had made a hasty decision, if he was defeated, it would definitely be unfavorable for him to train these immortal soldiers in the future.

However, at this time, I can only fight with the spirit of twelve points and deal with it carefully.

At that time, Li Shijian took out his Dao magic weapon Electric Light Thunderbolt Sword.

When Wang Shang saw it, he was surprised in his heart: Hey, the king of the second mountain has a magic weapon! People with magic weapons are not easy to deal with!

All the demon cultivators and immortal soldiers watched, and when they saw that the long sword in Li Shijian's hand was a magic weapon, they all changed their views in their hearts.

Wang Shang was not only intuitively vigilant in his heart, but also took the initiative to attack first!

Before the king moved, Li Shijian had already secretly prepared because he was worried.

At first glance, seeing Wang Shang move, his body rushed forward, and Li Shijian's heart moved-the speed of his heart was much faster than the speed of his body!

At that time, he heard a recitation of "Heaven's will is never difficult to ask", Wang Shang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment; the next moment, Wang Shang felt that the whole momentum of the Ershan Lord King in front of him had changed, and he felt that there was a burst of murderous aura rushing towards him!

Wang Shang was secretly shocked in his heart: "I can't see that he is a sixth-order spiritual Dao, and he can be so unfathomable and take the lead!"

At this time, Wang Shang didn't know where Li Shijian was going to attack, but he had already made a move, so he had to bite the bullet; at that time, he heard the mouth of the Lord of the Two Mountains in front of him recite softly: "Long Fei moves the Eight Desolations without a trace!"

When Wang Shang looked at it again, he saw a flood in front of him, just like his childhood memory!

Under the blue clouds and high in the sky, there is a vast wasteland with a lake.

The desert of the wasteland, the lake is secluded, the reeds growing on the shore are reflected in the autumn sunset, and the reeds are flying snow.

A young stork followed the old stork to hide in the reeds, the old stork remained motionless, staring sharply at the water, like a tiger hidden deep in the dense forest ready to pounce out, the tiger still did not move, and the gaze, like lightning, like a meteor, and like a sharp sword out of the sheath, has already killed the prey!

But the little stork couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but itch, moved, flapped its wings, and flew out of the reeds.

The hungry eagle high in the sky was circling - suddenly, with a "bang" of wings, the hungry eagle dropped like a javelin!

The huge figure of the hungry eagle, like a dark cloud falling from the sky, quickly covered the earth, and the little stork panicked, squeaked and screamed, and there was nowhere to escape.

With a cry, the little stork was carried by one wing to the reeds.

The whole world resounded with a desperate squeak!

The hungry eagle disappeared, and at the same time, the shadow of the old stork.

The cry of the little stork, lonely and lonely, accompanied by the days of growth. Finally, one day, the little stork grew bigger than the old stork, bigger than the hungry eagle, and finally one day, the little stork could kill the eagle!

However, those who have passed will never come back, those who have lost will never come back, and the mother who gave her life to save her children for herself will never come back!

The stars are moving, I don't know how many lifetimes and a few years, the little stork knows that there is a trend in this world, called running wildly, all life, into the realm of cultivating immortals, large and small demon cultivators, will run in one direction in that wild run, but I don't know why, they all run wildly!

This is the performance art of the demon beasts and demon cultivators running naked, and the strange things that control the hands of fate!

The little stork didn't know how he got here, only that it was the closest to the inexplicable target.

So the little stork is here, and it has become a member of the main hall of the Howling Wind Sacrifice in the Hollow Mountain.

I vaguely remember that at that time, the little stork stopped, and after sobering up, he saw a master who claimed to be Wang Ding and said to him: "You will be a member of my Trap Mountain in the future, and I will name you, so let's call Wang Shang." ”

Now, in the desert of the wasteland, you can't see the wind blowing, but the grass is moving, and the trees are swaying. Suddenly, a wisp of breeze condensed into a sword and stabbed straight in!

Unconsciously, the little stork manifested its main body, a huge stork bird, with its sharp beak and two claws together, just to block a sword!

"Am I not the ninth order of the Spirit Dao, how can I be so vulnerable?" Wang Shang heard a question in his heart, and closed his eyes in despair.

However, life was still there, and a voice in his ear said softly: "From now on, you will change your name to Li Shang!"

All the demon cultivators were shocked, what was going on? The attack of the Second Mountain Lord King was not so good, how could he face the counterattack of the Second Mountain Lord King, but Wang Shang manifested his body, closed his eyes, and remained motionless?

In any case, Wang Shang was defeated! From now on, he will be surnamed Li according to the surname of the Lord of the Second Mountain, and he will be called Li Shang.

At that time, Xue Er shouted as if reminded: "Li Shang, you are defeated!"

Li Shijian himself didn't expect to be able to defeat the ninth-order demon cultivator Wang Shang so easily, but Li Shijian knew that judging from Wang Shang's move, it was definitely not something he could win with three moves and two styles. Now that he has won with one move, there should be Wang Shang's own reason for this, perhaps, it is his own move, the artistic conception attack affects and controls Wang Shang's mind!

Li Shijian estimated well, this victory does have Wang Shang's own reasons, in the final analysis, it was this artistic conception attack that hit Wang Shang's childhood memory, the childhood memory of a little stork.

At this time, Wang Shang had already come back to his senses, and at that time he bowed down, and respected the king of the two mountains, saying that he would change his surname to Li from now on, and he would be called Li Shang.

Afterwards, Li Shijian also asked about Li Shang's feelings during the battle, and Li Shijian was therefore sure that it was indeed the artistic conception attack that first captured Li Shang's mind, which caused this ninth-order demon cultivator to be defeated at the touch of a touch when facing the second-order second-order mountain lord king.

It is said that at that time, against Li Shang, Li Shijian also figured out his own bottom, roughly speaking, although he was only the sixth order of the spiritual path, he still had the possibility of winning the battle against the ninth order of the spiritual path.

A group of two hundred immortal soldiers, at this moment, they don't dare to underestimate the second mountain lord king, after all, they are openly and honestly defeated the opponent under everyone's noses, what does this mean, this shows that the second mountain lord king has the strength to leapfrog the challenge, at least not weaker than the ordinary spiritual path ninth order.

The second mountain lord king is only the sixth order of the spiritual path now, I am afraid that he will be promoted to the first order, although we are all the ninth order of the spiritual path, but we are no longer opponents;

So, after a short moment of silence, the audience burst into warm applause.

Li Shijian struck while the iron was hot, and at that time, he explained clearly to the demon cultivators what he had considered, and made strict requirements for discipline first.

Next, Li Shijian was going to teach these two hundred immortal soldiers to practice the formation and form a formation against the enemy.

Li Shijian's consideration is like this, at present, there are a total of 51 captains in each squad and company, and the main and deputy captains are selected as one of the three talented small formations, and the other 48 people add this "one" to get the number of forty-nine, and they will use the number of Dayan to form a Dayan formation.

There are still changes in the momentum of this Great Yan Formation in the enemy, one can form a large Liuhe array, and the Great Liuhe Array is composed of six small Bagua Arrays.

The formation layout, queue positioning, and changes in the formation combination due to the change of the position are easy to say in theory, but it is not easy to specifically let the demon cultivators and immortal soldiers participating in the training do it.

After the first day of training, the effect was not ideal, and there was no way, Li Shijian had to follow the method of training the Taiping soldiers in the mortal world, and first teach this group of demon cultivators to train the queue, in order to achieve the same pace and uniformity.

On the second day, the third day, the training was just a simple change of formation, what stopped and turned in all directions, what was the formation change between marches, and after training, these sub-demon cultivators were all in place.

After doing so, Li Shijian explained the formation position to the demon cultivators, relatively speaking, it was easier, Rao was so, and after ten days of training, these demon cultivators really understood the significance of the position and the transformation of the position for the formation transformation.

In the past ten days, the four teams have been able to successfully reach their positions and form a Great Yan Array, but to transform from the Great Yan Array to the Big Liuhe Small Eight Gate Formation, they still have to practice seriously.

On the twelfth day, Li Shijian led two hundred immortal soldiers to the back mountain, and he had just started training when someone arrived at the bottom of the mountain.

These people are the villagers of Thirty Lipu Village, they followed the method taught by Li Shijian, and they really produced bean sprouts!

So these villagers specially sent a set of cooking utensils for stir-frying, plus a number of bean sprouts produced for the first time, and also carried pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks and other sacrifices up the mountain to worship.

The villagers were led by Xue Dafei, the sacrificial god of the thirty miles of Pu Village, when they came to the halfway up the mountainside, it was extremely steep, only one person was allowed to pass, and the villagers carried the sacrifices, but they could not pass through the two at the same time, so when they arrived here, they had to be helped by the sacrificial gods of the village.

That Xue Dafei took the sacrifices that the villagers carried and carried, and handed them over to them in the same way when the villagers crossed the pass.

It took more than half an hour for the villagers to come outside the temple under the leadership of Xue Dafei.

Standing outside the Howling Wind Sacrifice God Hall, Xue Dafei was stunned: Why did a formation appear in front of him, and the main hall was gone?

When the villagers saw that the god of sacrifice Xue Dafei was silent, they didn't understand why, and they didn't dare to squeak, after all, Xue Dafei was a demon cultivator, and no one in the village dared to mess with it.

At that time, the two village elders in the village followed behind the sacrificial god Xue Dafei, and stood so dumbfounded, Xue Dafei thought about it in his heart for a long time, and then shouted respectfully: "Xue Dafei, the sacrificial god of Thirty Miles Pu Village in the Empty Mountain, came to offer sacrifices, and I implore the two mountain lords and kings to give me a meeting!"

After a shout, Xue Xiaomei heard it. However, Xue Xiaomei was sitting cross-legged and meditating, and she was not interested in any sacrifices. Because he was the king of the mountain, it was not good not to answer, so he said lazily: "It's Xue Dafei! ”

As soon as Xue Dafei heard that the mountain lord and the king said that he was not interested, he panicked, this was an opportunity for him to show his merit and win favor, where could he return so disappointed?

Xue Dafei suddenly seemed to be blessed to the heart, and shouted to the main hall at that time: "If you go back to the mountain lord king, among the sacrifices in our thirty miles of pu village, there is a special tribute, the mountain lord king, your old man must like it." ”

"Ah, what can make this queen like?" the voice that reached everyone's ears was obviously crisp and joyful.

At that time, the villagers' thoughts were different from Xue Dafei's: we, the new mountain lord, were not interested in sacrifices, didn't this mean that we could pay a lot less tribute in the future?

At this time, I could hear the joy in the voice of the female mountain lord, so all the villagers signaled to the village elder and wanted the village elder to speak.

Of course, the villagers didn't dare to grab the plate and speak, after all, Xue Dafei, as the god of the village, was so majestic, who would dare to offend?

The villagers signaled to the village elder, but the village elder was not easy to speak, so the two village elders had to cough dryly to remind.

I don't want Xue Dafei, a demon cultivator, although he doesn't have a normal person's head, but at this time, he is rarely alert. Xue Dafei had already reported loudly to the main hall:

"Respected mountain lord, the villagers according to the teachings of the second mountain lord, really produced bean sprouts, this is the first time to be produced, the villagers dare not enjoy it first, specially contributed to the mountain, please enjoy the mountain lord king!"

When Xue Xiaomei heard this, she was happy and said in surprise, "Oh, it's bean sprouts, good, good!"

As he spoke, the Spirit Gathering Array that was guarding outside the Howling Wind Sacrifice God Hall opened, and the door of the hall appeared, and with a "squeak", the door of the hall opened, and Xue Xiaomei, dressed in white, walked out delicately.