Chapter 890: The Demon God's Own Funeral
On the way back to the Sword Pavilion, Ning Feng couldn't help but ask, "Father, you and Kong Xuan, who won?"
Sun Jiutian pricked up his ears, also very interested in the result.
"Tie, he can't beat me, I and he are not mortal enemies, and there is no cause and effect, if there is, it is also his brother Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle who injured him back then, but the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle was killed by the poisonous dragon, and I killed the poisonous dragon, which can be regarded as returning the cause and effect, so there is no need to fight to the death. ”
Ning Wuqian said, and said, "If you really want to fight together, in terms of means, I have more than him, but his five-color divine light's magical power is also a trouble, and the first person under the saint is not something that can be called casually." ”
"Father-in-law can tie with the first person under the saint, doesn't that mean that the father-in-law is also the first person under the saint?" Sun Jiutian scratched his head and asked.
"Hehe, under the saint, it is about status, not cultivation, the cultivation and combat power of saints are also strong and weak, put together, Kong Xuanneng and some saints have a tie. When you can get to this point, you will slowly know, and now that I have said it, you will not be able to understand it. ”
Back in the Sword Pavilion, Ning Wujian came to the palace where Lu Jian was, and walked in, Ji Meng, Bi Fang, Shang Yang, and Bai Ze were all there.
Ji Meng saw Ning Wuji, his eyes showed anger, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Ning Wuqian scared him that day, the Mixed Yuan Realm, it was really not something he could reach, that is, when the Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor was blessed, he had the blessing of the Demon Clan's luck, and in his heyday, he couldn't compete with the real Mixed Yuan, not to mention that he hadn't recovered yet.
"All here, huh?"
Ning Wujian looked at the big demons sitting on both sides of the palace, some of them knew, some of them didn't, most of them were the big demons of his time or beyond, and the ones he didn't know were when the new flood was opened. The appearance of the congenital demon.
The so-called congenital demons, some of them are like congenital beings that appeared when the world was opened, born with great magical powers, and can grow to a certain point in a very short time, like Fuxi, Dijun, etc., are all congenital beings.
The new flood was reshaped, and naturally a group of innate beings appeared, including demon clans and human races. There are also other races, which are small in number, but they are powerful, and they are regarded as key training targets by various forces.
Ning Wujian walked in, which made the big demons present look stunned, after all, Ning Wujian beat Ji Meng that day, and it also left a big impression on them, and those big demons from other regions. I have also heard the rumors of Ning Wuji's past.
Moreover, several of Ning Wuji's disciples are all very well-known figures in the New Flood Wilderness, and they can teach such disciples. What the teacher is capable of, you can think of it with your toes.
In fact, the strength of Ning Wuji's children and disciples has basically nothing to do with him. He didn't think he was a good teacher or a good father.
Lu Jian raised his eyes, he knew that Ning Wuqian seemed to have gone to the Terran side. But I don't know what Ning Wuqian is going to do.
"This is the coffin of Ying Zhao and Qin Yuan, it's a thick burial!" Ning Wuqian raised his hand, and the two bronze coffins fell in the main hall.
"I went to the north first, fortunately, it's snowing in the north now, Qinyuan and Ying are also good in strength before enrollment, and the human race has no habit of abusing corpses, and their corpses are well preserved. ”
Ning Wuqian said lightly, "I went to the human race again, and I took their heads back with Xuanyuan and put them together, and they were finally complete." The dead are gone, and everyone has a time to die, no matter who dies one day, if you throw your body into the wilderness, don't forget to come and talk to me, and I will help you collect the body. ”
"However, it's best not to come to me, thousands of years ago, there were seven great saints in the Earth Immortal Realm, before I died, they asked me to help them collect their corpses, this collection, that is, six, and one survived, and now I don't know whether I live or die, maybe one day, I will go to other wastelands to collect his corpse. So, I'm still very busy, so don't rush to die. ”
There were a few young demons laughing, seeing that the other old demons were not smiling, and quickly shut up, although they have great potential, but time brings a gap in experience, compared with the old demons, these congenital demons still need to be trained to be able to really grow up.
"Thank you!"
Lu Jian stood up, walked to the two coffins, opened the coffin lid, closed the eyes of Ying Zhao and Qin Yuan, closed the coffin lid again, carried the two coffins, and walked out of the main hall, Bi Fang, Shang Yang and other old demons followed.
It's a ghost car, which also appears in the back, sending Yingzhao and Qin Yuan a ride.
Some young demons wanted to show respect and follow up, but they were stopped by Ning Wujian waving his hand.
"Let them go by themselves, this is their own funeral, and they don't understand that feeling if they haven't lived through their time. ”
Once the top ten demon gods of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, only Bi Fang, Yingzhao, Ji Meng, Qin Yuan, Shang Yang, Ghost Che, and Bai Ze remained, and now, there are not many people left from the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.
In addition to a demon master Kunpeng, only these big demons are still fantasizing and insisting on the dream of rebuilding the demon clan's heavenly court, this road has a long way to go, and they will die at any time, maybe tomorrow, maybe today, death, two words, so heavy that people can't breathe, and for these big demons, it's just a lack of a person to collect the corpse.
This is Lu Press's own funeral, just like the former Seven Great Sages, with their own destiny.
When he walked out of Lu Press's palace and passed by the palace that welcomed guests, Ning Wuqian paused and walked in.
Zhao Gongming and Duobao are playing chess, Yunxiao Niangniang is watering the flowers, looking very leisurely,
Mixed Yuan realm, penance or anything, there is no more, unless you find the way you want to go, like a guide, step out of one, otherwise, no matter how hard you cultivate, it will be useless, Zhao Gongming They have only been in the mixed yuan for thousands of years, and in a short period of time, it is too difficult to get out of that road.
"Brother Xiaoyue!" Duobao saw Ning Wujian come in, and said with a smile while playing chess, "What kind of wind blew you here?"
"Ah, it's just that when I went out today, I met two interesting people, one of whom seems to have some cause and effect with Brother Gongming. ”
Yunxiao Niangniang, who was watering the flowers, stopped and looked at Ning Wuji, "Who?"
"Today I met two people, one is named Kong Xuan, and he really lives up to his name, the first person under the saint!" Ning Wuqian said with a smile.
Zhao Gongming, Duobao, and Yunxia Niangniang were all shocked, Kong Xuan?
As if not noticing the expressions of the three of them, Ning Wuqian continued, "The second one is very interesting, he has not appeared, but I have guessed who he is, among the Buddhist sects, there are several mixed elements, I know them all, the only one is him, since I entered the earth immortal realm, to this day, it is the first time I feel his breath." ”
"Burn the lamp!" (to be continued......)