Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

The palace lord who traveled through time actually had no idea about this, but Fu Yuanzhi was keenly aware: Since the grand meeting that the ghost cultivator talked about was led by the ancestor of the ghost cultivator, it should be a gathering of ghosts, but now it sounds like a ghost cultivator. To participate in it?So the strength of the Dao Sect is already forcing the Ghost Dao and the Demon Sect to join forces?

So he asked, "How are the other sects doing?"

Guixiu replied obediently: "The secret envoy of the blood lord of the Secret Blood Sect has arrived. Xianghedao and Huang Zhongshan have arrived. The fairy of Nanlu Xiange sent a spirit envoy, saying that they are still on the way. Besides..."

Sure enough, it turned out to be a feast of demons?Hearing the long list of names, Fu Yuanzhi was secretly startled——

For the new generation of Taoists born in the Taiping era, the names of most of the magic sects are quite unfamiliar. Most of them were suppressed in the Youzhou generation by Yujing, Tiangong and the Zhongzhou Dazong headed by Qiongshan. Therefore, the word "Magic Gate" in the ordinary population hastily summed up all of them.

——And now, they actually want to gather together, right in Central Continent, where the orthodox influence is deeply entrenched, and under the noses of the main avenues, they have prepared a grand ceremony.

Fu Yuanzhi glanced at Shizun quietly, and saw that Shizun was still looking flat, which made him calm down and carefully analyze the countermeasures.

Master was the one who cut off the foundation of the Demon Sect one by one.

Of course, the Palace Master is actually... in a daze.

Because of those XX gates, Koukoushan and ○○ pavilions, I’m sorry, I don’t know everyone present.

Moreover, the palace lord has seen the blood demon Xie Ran successively, the elder brother of the blood demon Xie Ran, the blood venerable Xie Ran, and now there is another blood lord of the Mystic Blood Sect, with a lot of blood, he can make Mao Xuewang.

If you think about a word too many times, you will not know it.

So the palace lord waved his hand, thought about Xie Ran's speaking style, and said casually in a long voice: "This group of people are too slow, when will they come to do serious things?"

Ghost Xiu seemed to think of something, and said: "The task assigned by the little one is actually to assist in the preparation, purchase and purchase... Hehe."

That ghost cultivator's hey was very meaningful, and Fu Yuanzhi immediately understood that the so-called purchase is not buying or selling goods. These demons are afraid that they want to treat human souls as a delicacy. Judging from the situation just now, they are not the first to do such a thing. Do it again, and what the abducted person will go through before their soul is eaten, there is no need to think about it.

"The envoy to Shandu hasn't come back yet, so it's better for your lord to stay at our Youming Terrace first. We have prepared rare treasures inside the door, and there are many good ones...hehe."

The ghost cultivator's two hey heys really made people unable to think of any positive and healthy content. The Palace Master didn't know what his attitude was in his previous life, but his thinking in his previous life was quite advanced, and he brought the world view of the 21st century today. Not too bad.This superior attitude of not treating others equally made his face darken unconsciously.

With his back to the master, Fu Yuanzhi stared at Guixiu like he was looking at a live pig.

Feeling the pressure from the superior, Guixiu couldn't help shaking his feet softly, the palace lord's finger moved slightly, but was held down by Fu Yuanzhi.

"Master." Fu Yuanzhi said, "I don't need you."

The palace lord raised his eyebrows and looked at him, Fu Yuanzhi smiled and said: "Of course you don't need to do such small things yourself, otherwise my apprentice is just a decoration?"

So the palace lord gave him a smiling face, acquiescing to him to do it for him.

Under Ghost Xiu's confused eyes, Fu Yuanzhi smiled kindly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Come with me, and don't disturb the Palace Master's rest."

Seeing his amiable face, Guixiu immediately beamed with joy, thinking that it was the higher-ranking venerable who wanted to give him some rewards.

After leaving the door, Fu Yuanzhi looked back at the distance, and under the cover of ghost cultivator's yin energy, he quietly used some tricks learned from Supreme Demon Venerable to shield the perception of the Taoist. He found out what he was doing, and Fu Yuanzhi also knew that his master was spying on him on purpose.

How good it is not to be guarded against.

So Fu Yuanzhi decided to make a quick decision, took the ghost, found a secluded place, and lit a pile of spiritual fire.

"My lord, what are you going to do?" Ghost Xiu was puzzled.

Looking at Guixiu, Fu Yuanzhi ordered him to help make the fire. After a while, the spirit fire blazed and turned into a small pile of brilliant bonfires. After all, Guixiu was a yin, so he flinched and hid when he saw this.

Fu Yuanzhi picked up another branch from the ground, washed it with spiritual power, removed the dead skin and dirt, removed the leaves and forks, let the ghost repairer hold it, and then took it out of the ring to eat the leftovers in Tiangong. The last piece of topped pastry.

"You are—"

Fu Yuanzhi sighed: "There is no pot and oil, so we can only bake."

Ghost Xiu looked at him in confusion, and then suddenly realized, this little venerable, could it be that he was talking about the fried ghost that he just mentioned as a joke.

The whole ghost jumped up in fright: "I, I, I, I, what did I do wrong—my lord, please don't scare me, I clearly—"

The ghost cultivator instinctively tried to escape, but Fu Yuanzhi stretched out his hand to grab it. He was extremely proficient in the soul-absorbing spell, and easily pinched the ghost cultivator into a ball. With a shrill scream, he stuck the ghost cultivator on a branch, and then put it on the fire.

The spirit fire entered the soul, and Fu Yuanzhi quickly brushed a layer of demonic energy on the outside to prevent this ghost from tossing like the previous one. Although this ghost's cultivation base is too low, it can be regarded as a side dish-this is the ghost before the cultivation. The fundamental reason why I have been unwilling to cooperate wholeheartedly with the devils - devils eat their souls, without the body to block them, the quality of this soul flesh is clear at a glance, it is like a devil's buffet.

Accompanied by the ups and downs, but gradually lowering screams, Guixiu was quickly roasted until it became sizzling, and the mellow Yin spirit fragrance wafted over, and the color became oily, like a well-roasted pork knuckle, big and big It is most suitable for sprinkling some seasonings and chewing on it. When the teeth tear the meat, the oil juice flows into the mouth, which will bring a primitive and natural wild enjoyment.

Fu Yuanzhi felt his stomach roaring happily - of course, this was an illusion, the body had already been fasted, and it was the heart that felt hungry.

Devil eats soul, it would be fine if it can be free from contamination from the beginning, but many devils are first infected with soul, and then become demons.The negative emotions brought about by the dark stars will be like tarsal maggots, which have already been stained, like ink dripping in clear water. Even if it can be diluted very lightly, it cannot be fished out, and it is difficult to eradicate it.

Fu Yuanzhi knew very early on that no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible for him to turn back into a silly boy who was ignorant of the world and simply believed in hope and love. The dying struggle in the Ten Thousand Devils Nest is there and will always exist.

So he took a bite of the delicious grilled ghost, feeling the overwhelming hunger, breaking through years of depression and crazily rolled up, his soul was filled with power little by little, and he felt great satisfaction in an instant, followed by More dissatisfaction comes.

There are really too few ghosts, Fu Yuanzhi licked the branches unsatisfied.

But he finished eating calmly, adjusted his breath, put out the fire, and did not show any abnormalities.

——Go back and find Master.

……

Fu Yuanzhi knew it was a dream.

There is a sea in the dream, it should be the sea, because the whole world is covered with a layer of blue waves, it is very quiet, he is lying among the corals, and a group of colorful small fish swim around him.

really weird.

He felt very hungry, but didn't he just eat a grilled ghost?

But where do the roasted ghosts come from at the bottom of the sea, and there are corals around them, and they don't look like they can burn fire.

The water and light fluctuate, and there is a hot sun above the head. When passing through the sea, the sun is diluted very warm and light, and it will definitely not cause sunburn on the face.

Fu Yuanzhi turned his head, he saw clouds in the water.

Of course there would be no clouds in the water, and there was a person standing not far away. He slowly sat down on the top of the coral, falling into the deep sea like a floating cloud.

Fu Yuanzhi heard himself ah, and the cloud heard it too, so he turned his head and saw Fu Yuanzhi from a distance, showing a surprised smile, the water waves swayed, and the fairy came to him from the cloud like a breeze , stretched out his hands, and gently hugged him.

The drooping black hair was naturally lifted by the water flow, soft, far more graceful than water plants, the fresh smell of plants and trees dispelled the salty smell of sea water, Fu Yuanzhi felt that he liked this smell better, so he worked very hard to get closer .

But suddenly, an abyss opened up behind him, countless struggling ghost hands stretched out, blood hotter than lava hung on the purple-black fingertips, they pulled him, they wanted to take him away, they wanted him to Sink forever in the cave of ten thousand demons!There is no light, no clouds, no breeze and no vegetation, only the nightmare under the shadow of the dark stars.

No, I don't want to fall!

Fu Yuanzhi's pupils constricted, and great strength burst out from his whole body, struggling desperately. The huge fear was like a silkworm cocoon, wrapping his whole body layer by layer, suppressing his five senses—by the way, what about the immortal, that pretty one? What about the fairy?

He raised his head and saw a figure in white clothes and black hair high above the clouds, with long hair and clothes fluttering in the sky, a long knife in his hand, reflecting the cold sky.The tip of the knife was raised and pointed steadily at him:

"Devil, wouldn't it be detrimental to your prestige to provoke the younger generation, your opponent is me."

no no!

Fu Yuanzhi yelled, no, no!You are not my opponent, no, I mean I am not your opponent, obviously we are...

Ugh?

But the light of the knife tore through the sky, pulled the clouds, and the wind and thunder gathered on the blade. He would have nowhere to hide, because behind him was the abyss of thousands of demons, the place where countless demons' resentment was buried.

But the light of the knife is so beautiful, especially the man in white behind the light of the knife, Fu Yuanzhi was stunned, and couldn't help thinking: who has a sick mind to oppose such a good-looking person...

Rather than returning to the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest, it would be better to die under the sword of Master... Huh?Fu Yuanzhi was stunned, raised his hand and gave himself a loud and clear mouth.

... Isn't this my master?

That's right, isn't this my master!

Ah... my master is so beautiful! ! !

……

The palace lord in the small bamboo house just took out the maid, and was about to feed this little stupid bird who had mistaken her gender. It turned out that this stupid bird said that she was a female, but Dao Ling saw it was a male at a glance. Peacock, the maid of honor is called Shun, what should I change it to...

But he stopped suddenly, and the maid jumped up and down on his fingers so anxiously that he pushed them back.

He pushed the door open and saw his little disciple standing in the yard like a statue.

Flipping his wrist, Zhanxue fell into his hand. Although there was no sword spirit, Zhanxue was still full of murderous aura, and the entire bamboo forest became extremely quiet in an instant, and even the birds did not dare to flap their wings.

The palace lord raised his hand, and Zhanxue flew out with the momentum of thunder, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, but without a sound, he instantly penetrated into the bamboo forest, and he himself flew up with a kick, a black shadow appeared from the void, It looked as if it had hit the sole of the Palace Master's shoe—the shoes that Fu Yuanzhi had just chosen for him, although he had chosen from a lot provided by Master Yu Jing, felt good when he kicked people.

"oops--"

With a scream, the black shadow flew backwards from Fu Yuanzhi, spitting blood, the palace lord waved his hand indifferently, and Zhanxue flew back backwards, the hilt of the knife hit the black shadow's back with a bang, and the speed of the knife Unabated, he flew directly back to the Palace Master's hand, so there was an extra half-dead devil at his feet.

The devil fell to the ground and screamed, surrounded by black and purple aura, looking at Fu Yuanzhi again, his eyes were dim, but there were countless shadows shaking in the depths of his pupils.

The devil smiled: "It was actually discovered, but it's useless, he has already fallen into my nightmare, and it won't take long, fear and..."

But who knows, before he finished speaking, Fu Yuanzhi let out a hey, and plunged into the palace master's arms, tightly entangled like an octopus, so frightened that the palace master hurriedly raised his right hand to prevent the apprentice from cutting the snow hold the blade together.

Fu Yuanzhi used both hands and feet, hugged his waist and legs, and put his head straight into the arms of the Palace Master. Because the Palace Master didn't dodge, Fu Yuanzhi showed a happy smile on his face, and shouted in his mouth: "Mr. Respect! My good master..."

The devil stared blankly, feeling that he might have fallen into a nightmare.