Mo Xuan also learned from the monkey, turned into a mosquito, and entered the Yellow Wind Cave.

As soon as he entered the Yellow Wind Cave, Mo Xuan began to scold CCTV again, when he used to watch CCTV, the cave of these monsters was just such a cave, and the better one was a bigger cave.

But what about the facts?

Is the gap so big in the first place?

Although the outside of this cave is like a cave, the inside is magnificent.

Those who sit, those who slept, those who lay down, and those who played, were all golden and shining.

The rooms in the cave were layered, and I don't know how many, flying through the hall, Mo Xuan didn't see any trace of the old demon, so he continued to move forward.

There was a half-hidden door at the top of the hall, and Mo Xuan flew in, only to feel a sudden light in front of him.

"What a big garden!" I couldn't help admiring in my heart, there was a feeling of entering the peach garden, it turned out that there was a big garden outside this door, which seemed to be in the belly of the mountain, and there was also water in the mountains, as well as the sun, daring, and the hall outside was just a huge passage in the belly of the mountain.

In that big garden, a long stone stake-like thing was erected, and Tang Seng was firmly tied to the stone stake, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping, his face was full of tears, and Mo Xuan was a chill.

This monk, you say, you are white and fat, how can you cry like a woman.

However, compared to Tang Seng, what attracted his attention more was the yellow wind old demon.

The old demon did not look like a mouse at all, his face was handsome, he was wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, with a few pheasant tails floating on the helmet, the golden armor was covered with a light goose yellow robe, and he was wearing deerskin boots on his feet and a mirror apron with willow leaf velvet makeup around his waist, and he also held a gold-colored three-strand steel fork in his hand.

The old demon stood in front of the wind fixing pile, just looking at the Tang monk, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what to think.

Suddenly, the strange face changed slightly, and with a flick of his hand, he slashed straight at Mo Xuan's changing mosquito.

Mo Xuan was taken aback, he didn't expect this monster to be able to find himself, his wings fluttered, and he directly entered the interlayer of the space, the monster split into the air, a little surprised, the palm of his hand rotated, and the fork flew up with a "woo", and the entire garden was immediately filled with countless wind blades.

"What person!" It was only at this time that the old demon of the yellow wind opened his mouth and shouted.

"I have no ill will!" Mo Xuan said lightly, his body slowly floated out of the air, and in the center of the wind blade, the wind blade as sharp as a sword passed through his body, but it did not hurt him at all, and the corners of his clothes did not move for half a minute.

"You are—!" the old demon of the yellow wind showed a slight color, and then his face returned to normal.

"Under Mo Xuan!" Mo Xuan smiled.

"Mo Xuan, Mountain Monarch Mo Xuan?!" the old demon of Huang Feng finally showed a look of surprise on his face, "You are the first demon of the millennium!"

"Little demon don't dare!" Mo Xuan said humbly, "The so-called thousand-year-old first demon is just a joke!"

"Before today, I might have seen it as a joke, but now, I believe it!" said with a smile to the old demon Huang Feng, glanced at Tang Seng on the Dingfeng pile, and said to Mo Xuan, "Everyone who comes is a guest, if Little Brother Mo doesn't give up, you might as well come in and sit down!"

"So, excuse me!" Mo Xuan was not pretentious, and with a slight arch of his hand, he flashed into the gate.

"I'm in a good place, right?" the two sat down, and the old demon of Yellow Wind said proudly.

"Yes, it's really good, magnificent, noble and luxurious!" Mo Xuan's mouth was polite, but the old demon seemed to eat this very much, and after listening to Mo Xuan's words, he laughed proudly.

"Here, it really took me a lot of thought!" "The old demon Huang Feng sighed, as if thinking of the previous years, "By the way, you are also a famous demon now, come to me, it won't have no purpose at all, right?!"

Mo Xuan smiled, "Where, where, I came here to thank the king!"

"Thank me?!" the old demon of the yellow wind was a little strange.

"The king may not know, the tiger pioneer under your command is my brother, he has been away from home for more than a hundred years, and I have been looking for him for more than a hundred years, if it weren't for the king to take him in, I don't know where this guy would go!"

"Oh-!!!" the old demon of the yellow wind showed a look of sudden realization, "You two are not like each other at all!"

"Yes, yes!" Mo Xuan looked a little embarrassed, there were not many freaks like him in the world, so he could only nod his head again and again.

"Oh, by the way, the king, there is one more thing I want the king to know!" Mo Xuan hugged his fist.

"What's the matter?!"

"When I came in just now, I found that there were two monks not far from the door, it seemed to be Sun Wukong's monkey and Zhu Bajie, listening to their meaning, it seemed that they were going to find the Lingji Bodhisattva to subdue the king, I think the king had better plan early!"

"Lingji Bodhisattva?!" Huang Feng Old Demon smiled slightly, nodded and smiled, "That monkey is also clever!"

Mo Xuan said, "It seems that the king is confident, but the little demon is too worried!"

"Where, where!" King Huangfeng hurriedly said, "I understand the intention of the mountain monarch, but there are some entanglements in the meantime, but it is not enough for outsiders, please don't be surprised by the mountain monarch!"

"How dare you, how dare you!" Mo Xuan returned the salute again and again, "Since the king has other important matters, the little demon is inconvenient to disturb, farewell, farewell!"

Although Mo Xuan was curious, he didn't have the habit of probing others, seeing that this old demon of the yellow wind found himself so quickly just now, the monkey naturally couldn't escape his ears and eyes, and when he knew that the monkey was peeping around, he also said to the little demon under his command that Lingji Bodhisattva can subdue himself, if there is no cat here, it would be strange.

"Not busy, not busy!" Huang Feng Old Demon smiled, "That Lingji's dojo is two thousand miles away from here, if Sun Wukong goes to invite it, it will take a while, since you are the brother of the Tiger Pioneer, it is just right!"

Seeing that Mo Xuan looked at himself with some incomprehension, Huang Feng Old Demon said, "Tiger Pioneer has been with me for many years, and I also promised him to pass on my skills to him, I originally thought that there was a lot of time, but I didn't expect it to change suddenly, someone is going crazy, my old bone has to go crazy with her, it seems that there is no time to teach him!" Speaking of this, he sighed.

Mo Xuan's heart moved slightly, "The king wants to accept my brother?!"

Now it seems that the strength of this yellow wind old demon is unfathomable, if you can really accept the fourth child as an apprentice, it is also an opportunity for the fourth child, but this fourth child has been with him for fifty years, if you really want to accept it, you would have accepted it a long time ago, why wait until you are here to say such beautiful words?

As if he saw the doubt in Mo Xuan's heart, King Huangfeng smiled and said, "Although your brother's surname is fierce, he is also upright, but this is much stronger than you!"

When Mo Xuan heard this, his old face flushed slightly, "Let the king see and laugh!"

Somehow, the two sides that could have been regarded as equal conversations have gradually developed into a conversation between seniors and juniors, and Mo Xuan seems to have slowly accepted this role change.

"It's just-" The old demon of Huang Feng changed his words, "our demon clan really needs a character like you!"

Speaking of this, the old demon of Huang Feng smiled, but there was a little vicissitudes and helplessness in that smile.

"As for your brother, it's impossible to talk about whether you can accept it or not!" Huang Feng Old Demon said, "Originally, I didn't expect things to develop so quickly, so I didn't rush it, but now it seems that it was my mistake!"

"The king's words, the juniors don't understand!"

Originally, Mo Xuan didn't plan to inquire about other people's **, but now Huang Feng's words aroused his curiosity, and he couldn't help but ask.

The old demon of the yellow wind glanced at Mo Xuan.

"The Mountain Monarch is known as the first demon of the millennium, and I think I know that my demon clan divides one generation into one generation every thousand years, right?!"

Mo Xuan nodded, he knew this very well, anyone who became a demon had an extremely long lifespan, as long as he didn't encounter an accident or be killed, it was normal to live for thousands of years, so generally speaking, it was appropriate to divide a generation by a thousand years.

"Actually, you also know that a thousand years, for us, is still too short, a thousand years to divide a generation, that is only the division of good things among the immortals and Buddhas, those really famous demons, are not thousands of years ago, this way of cultivation, without the accumulation of time is not possible, cultivation is within a thousand years of monsters, want to rise, but it is too difficult and too difficult!" Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "A person as amazing and brilliant as Shanjun is rare to see one in ten thousand years!"

"The king has won the award!" Although it sounded comfortable, Mo Xuan knew that the words of the old demon of Huang Feng also had most of the water.

In fact, my demon clan has not really divided the generations according to time, sometimes, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years are an era, and the emergence of another era is often represented by the appearance of one or a group of outstanding demon clans, and the representatives of these times are all peerless figures like Shanjun, and those thousands of years have not produced a character in the time period, which cannot be called an era at all!"

Speaking of this, the Yellow Wind Old Demon's gaze at Mo Xuan became deeper, " So, strictly speaking, since the collapse of the flood famine, my demon clan has only experienced two eras, the first era is the era of Kong Xuan, at that time, Kong Xuan crossed the Three Realms, no one can stop him, in addition to him, there are Yuan Hong and others, the demon clan is noisy for a while, and after the battle of the gods, there is the rise of the six saints represented by the Bull Demon King, my demon clan is still prosperous in the Three Realms, but for 10,000 years, the state of my demon clan has deteriorated, and the six of them alone cannot support the overall situation, it can be said that since all the heavenly masters were swept to the ground two thousand five hundred years ago, the era of the six great saints has ended, until now, your appearance！”

Mo Xuan's face showed a look of panic, and his tone became humble, "The juniors don't dare, how can the juniors be so praised!"

The old demon of Huang Feng smiled, "I said, you don't have to be humble, you can bear it!" As he spoke, he stood up, a look of emotion on his face. I can barely be regarded as the first generation of the demon clan, 30,000 years ago, after the flood was shattered, our generation of demon clan has experienced too much, we have been brilliant, glorious, chic, and failed, but what really makes us feel sad is that for 30,000 years, the strength of my demon clan is not as good as the generation, tens of thousands of years, except for Kong Xuan, there is no real character who can fully support the scene, on the other hand, human beings, but each generation of elites doubles, and now they want to dominate the Three Realms, and the strength of the Three Realms is mostly in their hands！”

A fist angrily slammed into the gold-forged table beside him, smashing the table to pieces.

"The human race is prosperous, the human race is prosperous, but I don't know that in the time of the famine, this human race is just a slave and food for our demon race, and Nuwa's original intention of creating people is just to increase the source of food for our demon race, so that we will no longer kill each other like before, but who would have thought that in just tens of thousands of years, it has evolved to this point!"

"Uh-" Mo Xuan sat there with his mouth half open, and he didn't know what to say for a while, it turned out that human beings were actually created because of this, which is really a long insight.

The old demon of the yellow wind turned his head and glanced at Mo Xuan with some humility, "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, hehe, I haven't been like this for many years!"

"Where is it, the senior's surname is in love, and the younger generation admires!" Mo Xuan arched his hand.

"What to admire or not admire, it's just an old bone!" Huang Feng's old demon smiled a little helplessly.

"Six hundred years ago, the monkey of Sun Wukong was born, and our group of old bones saw a glimmer of hope for the revival of the demon clan, so the six saints went to him and formed a righteous alliance with him, trying to redeem the decline of my demon clan.

"Forget it, don't talk about it!" he looked at Mo Xuan, "You come here!"

Mo Xuan stood up and walked to his side, "What do you have to say from your seniors?!"

Without speaking, Huang Feng's old demon turned his right hand slightly, and a ball of yellow light gradually floated from his palm.

"Give this to your brother, teach him well, my more than 20,000 years of hard work is all on this!"

Mo Xuan was stunned, and looked at the old demon Huang Feng with some puzzlement, "This is-!"

The yellow wind old demon didn't allow him to say anything, and with a clench of his right hand, the light suddenly dispersed, turned into a cloud of light and mist, and covered Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan wanted to avoid it, but one of the left hands of the yellow wind old demon didn't know when it hit his shoulder, like an iron hoop, Rao is Mo Xuan is now the strength to break through the heavenly position, but it is difficult to move a bit, the light mist covered his head like this, and for a while, countless information poured into his head.

Before Mo Xuan could decipher this information, everything was back to normal.

As soon as his shoulders were loosened, Mo Xuan took a few steps back violently, looking at the yellow wind old demon in shock.

"You're good!" said the Yellow Wind Old Demon with a smile, "Better than me!"

Seeing Mo Xuan's wary look, the old demon Huang Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Don't panic, I have no malice!"

Mo Xuan roughly went through the information that came, indeed, he had no malicious intent, all these information were his cultivation experience in the past 20,000 years, although he just browsed it casually, but it also made him frightened.

The strength of this Yellow Wind Old Demon was at least thirty times stronger than he had estimated before, and as early as two thousand years ago, he was already a powerhouse of the Heavenly Rank.

Now, although the strength has not yet recovered to two thousand years ago, if the Yellow Wind Old Demon of the two periods fights, the winner must be the current Yellow Wind Old Demon.

"The seniors are so loving, the little demon is ashamed!" Realizing the gap in strength, Mo Xuan's attitude and title also became respectful.

"I'm not kind to you, these are all for your brother!" said the Yellow Wind Old Demon with a smile, "As for you, you don't need these things at all!"

"Where are the seniors, these cultivation experiences are exactly what the juniors urgently need now!" Mo Xuan said sincerely, and now, as he spoke, he was reading the information, and what disappointed him was that except for the cultivation experience and methods, there was nothing else about this Yellow Wind Old Demon.

"Alright, it's almost time, it's time for me to go!" said the old demon of Huang Feng, with a helpless look on his face, "I can already smell the scratching smell on Lingji's body!"

"If there is anything that a little demon can do, the senior can just command!" Mo Xuan said.

The old demon Huang Feng shook his head with a smile, "Forget it, there's nothing you need to help with!" He looked at Mo Xuan, "Our era is over, your generation, it's up to you!"

Mo Xuan was puzzled by what he heard, but before he could ask, the old demon of the yellow wind had already left the cave.

Mo Xuan turned his head, glanced at Tang Seng who was tied to the wind fixing pile, then looked at the empty cave door, sighed slightly, and left.

What kind of trick is between the old demon of the yellow wind and the Bodhisattva Lingji, Mo Xuan doesn't want to know, but since the old demon of the yellow wind is unwilling to tell himself, it is inconvenient for him to snoop, after all, he has just received so many benefits from others.

Thinking of this, he also left the Yellow Wind Cave in a flicker, and came to the place where he was separated from the fourth child.

The fourth child was wandering around there, and when he saw Mo Xuan coming, he jumped up happily, but his mouth complained, "Sixth, why did you come!"

Mo Xuan didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with him at this time, so he directly knocked him unconscious with a palm, carried him on his shoulder, and left.

.............................................................................. Blood, fluttering in the air.

Inside the mountain gate of the Cangyue Sect, there was blood.

Hu Liniang's hands have been stained red with blood, and her body is dotted with scarlet blood droplets, with her delicate appearance, it looks surprisingly weird in the moonlight.

The smile on her face became thicker and thicker, and Zhou's body exuded a golden immortal aura, and these immortal auras had turned into a powerful killing force at this moment, killing all those who dared to stand in front of her, those he found, and all those who attacked her.

Not far from her, Gu Lingjing looked at all this indifferently, without the slightest intention of stopping it, although Mo Xuan said that let Hu Liniang not kill too many people, so as to save karma in the future, but he knew Hu Liniang better than Mo Xuan.

The hatred of exterminating the clan has been pressed in her heart for more than a hundred years, in the past hundred years, Hu Liniang has been thinking about how to take revenge all the time, and she has already accumulated a belly of depression and hatred in her heart.

Therefore, he did not stop Hu Liniang, but swept the battle for her on the side and asked her to let go and kill.

The cultivation of the earth realm, the best immortal technique, at this time, no one in the Cangyue Sect can stop Hu Liniang's edge and peerless killing power.

Just when Hu Liniang was killing happily, a ray of light came from the east, and the earth-shattering sword qi emptied.

Gu Lingjing's eyes froze, his claws curled slightly, and his figure went straight towards the streamer.

"Bang, bang!" With a muffled sound, the ancient spirit spirit took a step back, a blood mark flashed on his claws, and the white figure from the east retreated even further, and did not stand firm until it was dozens of zhang away, his face slightly pale.

Under the snow-white moonlight, her peerless face was revealed.

"You are—!" Seeing the face of the person who came, Gu Lingjing's tone couldn't help but stagnate.

"Bixia Sect Baiyue!" The sword qi in the hand of the person who came came shook, and a round of golden light appeared on the flipped wrist-

(To be continued)