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

In the depths of Yunmengze.

Thousands of dragons were flying, and a cow broke in alone.

hold head high?
A group of Jiaolongs, True Dragons, Yunlongs, Chilongs, etc. lowered their heads to look at the line, and Ao Yu became extremely nervous, as some of them were not good dragons.

"This is the guest that Lord Dragon God wants to see."

Lord Dragon God's guest?The dragons did not dare to show their greedy eyes.

Ao Yu didn't dare to move forward when he was close to the Shimen for hundreds of miles.

"Come in, Lord Dragon God is inside."

Wu Ming nodded, and rode an ox towards Shimen.

The microwave is sparkling, although there is no barrier, but a hundred miles away and a hundred miles away are like two worlds, the outside is very noisy, but the inside is very quiet.

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, how did you become like this?" Chi You asked leaning on the stone gate.

Wu Ming said in a bad mood: "The master of the army is here, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yinglong is here?"

At this time, a woman dressed in palace clothes walked out of the stone gate, her majesty was like a prison, and she came to the world.

"Fellow Daoist Yinglong." Wu Ming bowed his hands and saluted.

Ying Long also hastily replied: "Your Majesty has not been far away to welcome you here, please forgive me."

After seeing the ceremony, Ying Long waved his big hand, and suddenly a crystal palace rose from the ground, with countless delicacies and delicacies, and many dragon girls were waiting on the side.

"Your Majesty, please."

Wu Ming nodded and led the Bull Demon King into the Crystal Palace, where they each sat down.

"Your Majesty's reincarnated body has never returned to his position. If it is leaked out, it may cause disaster. I don't know why Your Majesty is willing to take the risk to come to me?" Ying Long asked with some doubts.

Although hundreds of years have passed, there must be someone who is tirelessly looking for Wu Ming's reincarnation, of course he knows that.

Wu Ming originally wanted to go on slowly, but now he is reduced to a mortal body, a little monster may hack him to death, at worst, wait a few hundred years.

But the sentient beings of the Three Realms, the people of Li, can't wait any longer.

Perhaps Tianwai's situation is also unfavorable, otherwise the monsters would not be so rampant. A few days ago, I caught a few monsters, and learned from them that the Demon God Palace has revived again.

It seems that the celestial master stationed in the Qiongqi Abyss also left, and the two demon saints re-established the Demon God Palace openly.

The turmoil is getting bigger and bigger, how can he, the emperor of heaven, stay out of it.

"I'm here to ask Your Majesty to help me kill someone soon."

"Who?"

"Sea God."

Both Ying Long and Chi You were taken aback for a moment, and then they agreed. Wu Ming made a move when the Gate of Chaos was born, and Ying Long wanted to return his favor.

Then the three of them talked about the Gate of Chaos. There were quite a lot of Chaos spirits emitted by Chaos' body over the years, but Chi You was a little worried. He felt that Chaos might be awakening soon.

The Bull Demon King lay on the side tremblingly, not daring to intervene, but watched the dancing dragon girl carefully, taking a sip of wine from time to time.

Hey, I have had a drink at the same table with the Emperor of Heaven and the Dragon God!

"Since your majesty wants to do something, I have the invitation card for the Peach Blossom Festival sent by the Queen Mother of Yaochi a few days ago, so let me give it to your majesty." Ying Long took out a golden invitation card and said.

Pantao Club?
Wu Ming accepted the invitation, and then thanked Yinglong, maybe he could quietly go to see Laojun and ask himself what's going on, if his identity can't be exposed or try not to reveal it as much as possible. …

Then he stayed in Yunmengze for a few more days, and couldn't help but enter the Gate of Chaos with Ying Long and Chi You to have a look.

A huge group of creatures that looked like various clouds, mists, etc. were sleeping in the center, surrounded by unconscious chaotic spirits, but if they approached, they would be attacked, and what was even more frightening was that a wise chaotic spirit might be born. Spirits, they will most likely escape.

"This is also a ticking time bomb!"

There is also the evil realm, if they can be resolved, the Three Realms can liberate several top combat forces, and it will not be so difficult to deal with tens of thousands of stars.

The Pantao Festival is approaching, which is a great joy for the Three Realms.

It's just that the size is naturally not as good as the previous few times, there were three or two big cats and small cats, but the scale is much larger, and many Sanxian and small gods are invited.

After taking the invitation and riding on the back of the bull, Wu Ming went to Yaochi Tianque for the banquet.

Along the way, I saw colorful clouds floating and misty celestial clouds, all of them were immortals on their way, going to the Pantao Festival together.

Wu Ming, a mortal riding a cow, immediately attracted some people's attention.

"Haha, fellow daoist, wait for the old daoist."

Wu Ming looked back and saw an old man riding a little donkey upside down with a fishing drum on his back, rushing up.

With this image, Wu Ming immediately knew who he was.

One of the Eight Immortals, Zhang Guolao, a disciple of Li Xuan.

Zhang Guo rode upside down on a donkey and rushed to Wu Ming's side, bowed to Wu Ming and said, "Poverty Zhang Guo, I don't know if you are going to Yaochi for a meeting?"

Wu Ming nodded.

"It's so good, I wonder if I can go with fellow Taoists?" Zhang Guolao asked.

"Oh? There's nothing wrong with walking together, it's just that the gods are all over the sky, why would the old Taoist seek me?"

Zhang Guolao was a little embarrassed and said: "I saw that all the immortals ride the clouds or the fog, but I am the only one riding a donkey upside down. I am afraid that I will lose face. Seeing a fellow Taoist riding a cow, I feel kind."

Immediately Zhang Guolao asked Wu Mingdao name again.

"Let's call it Pindao Taiwei."

After the two got acquainted, they went to Nantianmen together, one riding a bull and the other riding a donkey backwards, and a chuckle came from the passing immortals from time to time.

Zhang Guolao is very sorry, he has not long since become a fairy, and he does not know the etiquette, but this problem of riding a donkey upside down cannot be changed, the master also let him do as he pleases, there is no need to force it.

Not long after, a sacred heavenly gate came into view.

Guangmu Heavenly King and a group of heavenly soldiers and generals guarded the gate majesticly, and the godly and heroic appearance made all the little fairies feel awed.

One day the general inspected the invitation card, Wu Ming and Zhang Guolao also showed the invitation card before entering the heavenly realm.

Wu Ming was familiar with the road, and rode a cow to Yaochi leisurely.

"I wonder if your master is here?"

Zhang Guolao was surprised: "Fellow Daoist knows about my master? His old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he probably hasn't arrived yet."

Wu Ming nodded, he will see the Eight Immortals in a while, and after the Pantao meeting, he can start killing the Sea God.

In the Yaochi, the crowds of immortals have arrived, and the grand scene is hard to see. Although many great gods either fought in the sky or reincarnated in the world, the luck gathered by the journey to the west scattered in the world has allowed many ascetics to become immortals in these hundreds of years, and gave heaven Supplemented with fresh blood.

Many young immortals were immersed in the holy land of the Heavenly Palace, and they were intoxicated. Wu Ming checked around and saw no acquaintances.

"Master, brother." Zhang Guolao suddenly called out.

Immediately, a lame beggar walked over with a boy and a girl, wearing a shoe and holding a flower basket.

Behind them is a big-bellied man holding a plantain fan, wearing a double bun, with a face of blessing, Han Zhongli.

When everyone met each other and made a ceremony, Wu Ming, a mortal riding a bull, immediately attracted the attention of several people. Li Xuan always felt inexplicably familiar when he looked at him.

Then Lu Dongbin, He Xiangu, Cao Guoshu and Han Xiangzi also came together one after another, and the Eight Immortals gathered together.

Of course, they would not call themselves the Eight Immortals. After all, their respective identities are too different. If you only look at the inheritance regardless of other things, the Eight Immortals actually only have two inheritances.

Li Xuan's disciples are Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe, Han Zhongli's disciples are Lu Dongbin and Cao Guoshu, Han Xiangzi and He Xiangu are Lu Dongbin's disciples, Han Zhongli's disciples, how dare the disciples and grandchildren take the same position as the master and ancestor?
All the immortals gathered happily, and there was joy in the fairyland.