Hong Huang: I am a disaster to the three religions, and you don’t want to separate?

"Hiss... huh..."

The thicker smoke was inhaled from Xuan Dan's mouth.

It turned into lighter white smoke and was exhaled.

The fragrance dissipated between heaven and earth, making people linger.

Especially Xuan Dan's face was full of enjoyment.

The eyes of several demon saints and demon gods led by Di Jun all lit up.

Mainly when they heard that there were no side effects.

One day's cultivation is also cultivation.

This kind of cultivation is simply fun and enjoyable.

This is a good thing!

Kun Peng asked with his eyes shining.

"I wonder if you can give up and share some of this spiritual grass cigarette with us."

The other demon saints nodded.

Many expectant eyes were focused on Xuan Dan.

Xuan Dan casually threw the tobacco into the hands of Di Jun and the demon saints.

He said in a nonchalant tone.

"Oh, the cooperation between Yao Ting and I is quite close."

"It's just a spiritual grass cigarette, your majesty and the seniors can smoke it."

Kunpeng raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Even stingy people have their time to pluck feathers.

It's not easy to get free things from Xuan Dan.

Every time he exchanges for pills, he cuts a piece of meat from Yao Ting.

Xuan Dan took another deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Cool!!!

Di Jun and many demon saints and demon gods saw Xuan Dan's intoxicated look.

They no longer hesitated and couldn't help but light the spiritual grass cigarettes with spiritual fire.

From then on, the style of Yao Ting changed instantly.

The whole side hall was wrapped in mellow smoke.

Di Jun lay lazily on the bed, puffing out smoke.

His expression of enjoyment could be vaguely seen between the smoke.

His head rested on Chang Xi's legs.

Chang Xi and Xihe's hands kept kneading Di Jun's face.

The once arrogant Di Jun now had no desire to resist.

He held a Yunyang grass spiritual herb cigarette in his mouth.

He said that this thing was strong and comfortable.

The imperial kitchen that cooked for Di Jun and Taiyi.

The blood and flesh of countless spiritual beasts were piled up here.

Originally, it was only busy when the banquet was held.

As a result, the imperial kitchen was in full swing at this moment.

All the imperial chefs started cooking at the fastest speed.

Just because Taiyi lived directly in the imperial kitchen, he just cooked rice.

A greedy expression appeared on his cute face.

Stuffed countless spiritual beast meat into his mouth.

His cheeks were bulging with full food.

When he was about to swallow, he was suddenly stuck.

He kept beating his chest hard.

Gulp...

He didn't let out a long breath until he swallowed the food into his stomach.

Cool!!!

Then he continued to shovel food into his mouth without stopping.

He shouted incoherently with food in his mouth.

"Hurry up and cook, I want to eat!"

The imperial chefs wiped the sweat on their foreheads and agreed.

...

As for Xuan Dan, he has become a celebrity in the entire demon court with the spiritual grass cigarette he invented by chance.

Spiritual grass cigarettes can only increase one day's cultivation.

For beings above the Golden Immortal Realm, it is a drop in the bucket.

However, a demon god who has smoked it once said.

When the smoke is inhaled through the mouth.

It seems that a law explodes in the brain, and the whole body is transparent.

The acupoints in the body seem to open up at that time.

Endless spiritual energy flows into the body, floating in the air.

Some even say that this is probably what it feels like to become a saint.

This makes more and more demon gods very interested in spiritual grass cigarettes.

They come here in admiration and constantly invite Xuan Dan to visit their palaces.

Even directly following behind Xuan Dan as a bodyguard.

For a constant supply of spiritual grass cigarettes to smoke.

Every time Nuwa was free to spy on the demon court.

She could always see a scene that was hard to describe.

Behind Xuan Dan was a large number of demon gods.

Among them, Xuan Dan also refined a magic weapon that could block the sun, called sunglasses, which he wore on his face.

Let the originally handsome Xuan Dan show a bit of domineering.

Dozens of demon gods behind him were holding spiritual grass cigarettes in their mouths.

They followed Xuan Dan to make the same movements.

Light a cigarette, inhale, return to the cage, exhale, all in one go.

Those who didn't know would think that Xuan Dan was the orthodox prince of the current demon court.

It felt like he was going to bring the demon gods to a Nantianmen change at any time.

The main reason was that after Di Jun got addicted to spiritual grass cigarettes, he basically smoked every day.

With the little thing called spiritual grass cigarettes.

Xuan Dan successfully gained the highest position in the Demon Court.

He was supported by many demon gods every day.

He wandered back and forth from the thirty-three heavens of the Demon Court.

After all, the palaces and beautiful scenery were different.

When he had nothing to do, he called several demon saints and demon gods to play mahjong.

He went to the side hall to find Di Jun to appreciate the dance of the palace maids.

His life was very pleasant.…

With Kunpeng and Bai Ze in the Demon Court, order will not collapse.

The demon saints and demon gods who should guard the lower world are still doing their duty.

Until the demon saint Guiche returned to the Demon Court with a solemn face.

Just happened to be seen by Xuan Dan who was strolling around.

After staying in the Demon Court for a long time, relying on the character of the community bull.

And the top background.

He is very familiar with several demon saints and demon gods in the Demon Court.

Xuan Dan handed over two spiritual grass cigarettes.

"Have one, brother Che."

Gui Che stepped forward and took the one inside with familiarity.

"I have something important to report to His Majesty."

"Wait for me to come back, go to my house and have a couple of drinks."

Xuan Dan nodded slightly and responded with a smile.

"You must not return until you are drunk!"

After that, Guiche rushed to the side hall without stopping.

Guiche, who had just stepped into it, shook his head repeatedly, and smoke rose up.

He finally found the location of Emperor Jun and bowed respectfully.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."

Who knew that Emperor Jun was lying lazily on the bed, smoking a spiritual grass cigarette, with a dazed look in his eyes and crossed his legs.

"If it is not very important, I suggest you report it next year."

The corners of Gui Che's mouth twitched slightly.

He took a deep breath and continued to speak seriously.

"Your Majesty, I found a major event that determines the victory or defeat of the lich."

"But this matter involves too many things, and you need to ask your majesty to decide."

I don't know if Emperor Jun heard it or not, and waved his hand casually.

Then he turned over, flicked the ash, and said softly.

"Well, then tell me in detail."

Gui Che told the secret in one breath.

It turned out that a little demon accidentally swallowed the human race.

Who knew that the digestion of the human race's cultivation progressed rapidly.

It aroused the curiosity of several demon generals, who used the human race to refine weapons and pills.

Pills can make the demon race's cultivation progress rapidly.

The magic weapon actually caused unimaginable damage to the witch clan.

The demon saint Gui Che who learned about this.

He knew that this was a major event that could determine the outcome of the war between witches and liches.

He did not dare to delay for a moment and returned to the demon court as quickly as possible.

Just to report this matter to the demon emperor Di Jun in person.

Gui Che was already looking forward to the scene of the demon court sweeping the human race.

Until Di Jun, who was lying on the bed, exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"Huh... So cool."

"Um, I already know."

"If you are fine, leave."

Gui Che's face was full of doubts.

"No... Your Majesty, it affects the outcome of the war between witches and liches."

"It can even make the witch clan disappear. Shouldn't we do it?"

Di Jun turned over and didn't want to see Gui Che at all.

"Oh, it's so troublesome."

"Let's talk about it next year. Don't bother me this year."

"Don't be so busy. Give yourself a holiday occasionally."

After that, snoring sounded on the bed.

Ghost Car: "It's numb..."