Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 51 Daoxin warns, the emperor is on the mountain

After Taoist Bai Gu persuaded peace, the two sides stopped fighting, and Crouching Tiger Mountain seemed to have regained its calm.

On the second day, the Great Immortal of Five Poisons also summoned three disciples to return to observe.

The red phosphorus boa constrictor was still lingering on the rockery, and the seven spider spirits were able to speak recently.

In the yard, one by one stood in a row.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple, like a rainbow.

"Brother."

"Brother."

"..."

The seven spider spirits shouted one by one.

Wu Ming nodded and said, "Okay, the seven of you can speak human, so I'll give you names."

But he suddenly became interested and named the seven junior sisters.

The seven junior sisters seem to have some entanglements with the seven fairies.

Rather than...

"Let's use the color of your body as your surname. The eldest sister is called Fairy in Red, the second sister is called Fairy in Orange, the third sister is called Fairy in Yellow... the seventh sister is called Fairy in Purple, how about it?"

The seven spider spirits immediately jumped up and down and cheered, and then praised each other for the red-clothed fairy sister and the green-clothed fairy sister...there was a burst of joy.

"Brother is so eccentric, you haven't given me a name for so many years!"

A woman in red angrily jumped down from the courtyard wall.

Wu Ming smiled: "I thought my younger sister took her own name."

"I don't care, I want one too, and it sounds better than the seven of them!"

The scorpion spirit pointed at the seven spider spirits, telling them not to speak out.

Although I was helpless, I remembered that the scorpion essence in the original work did not seem to have any name, so I thought about it and said:
"Junior Sister is in the form of a scorpion, so let's take a homophonic surname Xie, and I prefer red clothes..."

Immediately, the spider spirit fairy in red looked at Wu Ming.

"Brother, don't..."

"Why don't you call me Xie Hongni?"

The scorpion spirit immediately said happily: "It sounds good, then I will be called Xie Hongni from now on!"

Wu Ming was in a trance when he heard the Yingying Yanyan in the courtyard.

For no reason, it seemed that a catastrophe was imminent, and my heart beat a few times extremely fast.

"Okay, you guys go first, I'm going to practice."

Leaving a few goblins behind, Wu Ming went into a quiet room alone.

A stay is a few days.

In the north of the mountain, there is a black pool with foul-smelling water.

Countless poisonous insects were hiding in the crevices of the rocks and in the bushes, scurrying about.

The poisonous miasma covered the sky here, and the birds could not cross it, but it became a paradise for poisonous insects.

The Corpse King, Bear King, etc. stood by the pool and looked down. They took an iron gun and put it in, even if it corroded.

"I can't hold it anymore, let's go."

The faces of a few big monsters have turned blue and purple, and they just smelled it above the poisonous pool, what if they go down.

"Let's go, it looks like it will take a few years."

A group of big monsters jumped up and sent away with a billowing wind.

Not long after, another figure descended, whose face was blurred and could not be seen clearly.

"It's almost here!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was no one.

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At the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain, a group of generals stands on the official road, soldiers sprinkle water to fill the soil, and flowers pave the road.

Such a formation was the arrival of the holy car, and Xu Lingyao led the crowd to welcome him.

At noon, a gong sounded.

From a distance, the brightly colored banners of the Imperial Forest Army look like fish and dragons unfurling.

bang bang...

A dragon chariot was carried by twelve strong men from the Imperial Forest Army and came forward.

"Xu Lingyao, see Your Majesty—"

All the generals followed suit.

"Cough cough... All loves are flat."

The middle of the big camp has been vacated and a spacious and luxurious tent has been set up as the imperial tent.

The lord of the country was helped down from the dragon chariot.

The generals look at Long Yan:
His body was skinny, his complexion was as pale as raw lacquer, his eyes were swollen, and his beard was white as snow.

Such a style, damn it.

Entering the imperial tent again, all the generals reported one by one after the rites, how many casualties, how many demons were killed, who had merits and who had faults...

It was more than two hours after I finished speaking.

At this time, everyone suddenly stopped in tacit understanding, and kept silent.

"Ahem, since this is the case, can the elixir be refined?"

People don't speak.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Basically all the generals present knew the purpose of this mobilization.

But since Taoist White Bone stopped fighting a few days ago, he recalled his disciples, closed the Taoist temple, and sent people to inquire many times, but there was no news. Now everyone has no idea.

"Huh? Cough cough...what?"

Uncharacteristically, Xu Lingyao came out to comfort him and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I think the Archmage is already refining, otherwise he won't be closed."

This really reassured the king a little.

"In this case, ahem, let's go up the mountain tomorrow to have a look... I'm tired, so you all go back."

"According to the order."

The crowd will disperse.

On the second day, the Royal Forest Army cleared the mountain road early, with almost five steps and one post and ten steps and one sentry post, majestic and majestic.

The elves and monsters in the mountains hide from stones and trees to watch.

A eagle demon towers above the isolated peak, its eyes are as bright as mirrors.

"A few years ago, there were still gods and majesty, but now there is not even a guarding god. In this place full of demons, I think I should die."

The figure stretched and circled into Qingming.

Duang ~
Gongs and drums still cleared the way, and the mountain was shocked.

In the Five Poisons Temple, all the disciples were floating in the clouds and watching.

"It's that king again."

Seeing the direction was towards the Temple of the Bone, Wu Ming prepared to go back to the courtyard.

But was grabbed by the scorpion spirit: "Brother, what are you doing in the room these days? I don't see you coming out to collect moon spirits at night."

"Uh, I have some comprehension. I am retreating a lot to see if I can find a way to refine the emptiness and join the Tao."

Wu Ming explained.

Taoist Toad at the side immediately congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations, maybe it's the younger brother who comes from behind and stepped into the realm of refining emptiness and Taoism first."

"Where is that, senior brother, you..."

Just at this time, a cloud floated from a distance and fell into the view.

"Master seems to go out a lot these days?"

Said the scorpion spirit.

Wu Ming nodded calmly, Taoist Chan smiled as if he didn't care.

The three of them talked for a few words and then went back separately.

The holy car was placed all the way in front of the Bone Temple, and Daotong opened the main door in a panic. The Taoist found stone bricks to pave the floor, the mage picked flowers to hold the scenery, and Gao Gong found spiritual fruits to present.

"Where is the Archmage?"

asked the king.

An old Taoist hurriedly straightened his clothes and stepped forward and replied, "Your Majesty, the temple master is reciting scriptures in the scripture hall."

Hearing this, a sneer appeared on the morbid face of the king: "Chanting scriptures? I'm blinded, isn't this the Temple of White Bones?"

The old Taoist was sweating all over the ground, and he didn't dare to talk to him.

"Hmph, take me to see him, ahem... what scriptures do I want to hear?"

Putting on a posture, several Taoist priests led the way.

The king was supported by someone to walk five steps and rest three steps, but the distance of hundreds of steps was taken for two quarters of an hour.

In the scripture hall, there were indeed murmurs of chanting.

The lord squinted his eyes to see that the old Taoist priest was sitting quietly on the futon, holding a whisk in one hand and making mudras in the other.

"Hehe, cough, cough... the Taoist Master of the Bones, it's been a long time, but I don't know what sutra he is reciting?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, it is the Taoist Supreme Master who explained the wonderful scriptures on resolving grievances and eradicating sins."

The king's face became more and more serious.

"Could it be that the Taoist priest wants to apologize with death?"

If you don't make alchemy for him or if you can't make elixir, you will have to die.

But Taoist Baigu stood up, with a happy face, shook his head and said: "No, it is for His Majesty's remembrance, to wash away Your Majesty's guilt and save him from rebirth."

"Presumptuous, how dare the demon dare to deceive the king?"

The Royal Forest Guard on the side shouted loudly.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, Pindao has been waiting for you for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)