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

It’s just a small secret place, with hundreds of mortals living in it, the whole Lanxing City is decorated with lights and festoons, and there is a festive atmosphere, but Fu Yuanzhi’s face gets darker as he walks in, and Miaokong follows him for five He deeply suspects that if he goes undercover at Lejia now, even if he is discovered, it will be safer than following his junior brother.

The younger brother may be about to take off the shell of the younger brother and transform into a demon king.

On both sides of the street, ordinary street vendors were full of smiles. Judging from their few words, this so-called Tianzun protects the peace of one side and is the true god they believe in. Now he is getting married, which is definitely the biggest happy event in history.

Fu Yuanzhi only felt that - if those decent sects outside who would be filled with righteous indignation when they heard the name of the Supreme Demon Lord knew about it, they might all have to perform a collective explosion.The Supreme Demon Lord, guarding the peace of one side?Fu Yuanzhi sneered.

Having said that, Miaokong used the most lofty news ideal of the spy as his spiritual support, and fearlessly leaned into Fu Yuanzhi's ear and asked, "Junior brother, what is the relationship between the Supreme Heavenly Lord and you? It sounds like the same style."

Fu Yuanzhi: "..."

"That's right, according to the rumors, after the battle between the Supreme Demon Venerable and the Lord of Yunmeng, his soul was shattered. So, the fragments are scattered all over the place, and each has a new and strange situation. This makes sense—"

Miao Kong took a breath: "Junior brother, the forbidden area of ​​the Fu family has once suppressed half of the Supreme Demon Lord. Generally speaking, the main soul is stronger than the soul, so...but if you don't be afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of the unexpected." Ah, in case your split soul eats you up, will you still know me, Senior Sister?"

Fu Yuanzhi: "..."

Miao Kong wanted to say some witty words, but suddenly his face became serious, he put away his joking mentality, and said: "Junior brother, you have the way."

Fu Yuanzhi, who was immersed in annoyance, was reminded by Miao Kongyi, and found that although there were a lot of mortals in this city, one or two Taoists would occasionally pass by the street. It's obvious that he didn't come in this time, but a Taoist who went shopping calmly and seemed to have lived here for a long time.

No, not only Taoists, but occasionally two demons.

Fu Yuanzhi deeply felt that it was incredible—this kind of scene where demons coexist harmoniously and immortals enjoy themselves, Yu Jingcheng dare not say that he can achieve such a harmonious scene. The secret realm of the remnant soul of the ancient Demon Lord, unexpectedly, so happy and happy?

...Perhaps...Fu Yuanzhi was silent for a moment...Perhaps, that was the master's vision when he established Yunmeng Tiangong?

Fu Yuanzhi was dragged by Miaokong. In terms of listening to the news, the spies were much more experienced than Fu Yuanzhi. The spies chose to follow the team of Taoists they met before and observe them in the dark. The reaction to human contact, combined with Fu Yuanzhi's concealment spell, is safe and convenient.

Soon the mortal uncle took the Taoists from Lejia and led them to a person who was obviously also a Taoist. The Taoist in the secret realm was wearing a blue and white Taoist uniform with a silk sash hanging from his waist and his hair on his head. Putting on the gold and jade crown, Fu Yuanzhi's eyes twitched - if this guy didn't have so many accessories and the color was plainer, he would look a bit like the uniform of the disciples of the inner sect of Yunmengtian Palace.

The Taoist was surprised: "You came from the wasteland?"

Nvxiu Lejia remained calm and nodded in agreement with the statement in the secret realm: "Yes."

"That's really great. We haven't been able to see new faces for many years, and Mr. Lingji will be very willing to take care of you!"

Fu Yuanzhi and Miao Kong quietly looked at each other—Master Lingji?Who is this?This is the new key figure?

Because Miao Kong was at a loss about this, Fu Yuanzhi secretly paid attention to it - if the spies didn't know anything about it, then this was a name in a secret realm.

——Fortunately, the few Taoists in Lejia had the same question as Miaokong, so they had already asked: "We just came from outside, and we don't know who is this young master Lingji?"

The Taoist of the secret realm said politely: "Young Master Lingji is the master of this place. When you see him later, you should respect him. Our Star City has survived the troubled times so far, all thanks to this young master. "

After a long while, the female cultivator of Lejia hesitated and said, "Who is the Celestial Venerable that I heard about earlier?"

The Taoist in the secret realm smiled and said: "Master Tianzun is the master of our son Lingji, but Tianzun is high above us, ordinary people like us don't care about us, and we still have to rely on Master Lingji for all affairs in the city."

Also, take apprentices to play?

Miao Kong quietly moved to the side to avoid the sound of teeth grinding close to his ears.

"Junior brother, it seems that the ordinary disciples of Le family don't know the real situation of this secret realm, maybe they don't know about the Supreme Demon Lord either." Miaokong said, "Tsk, cannon fodder, poor."

After the greetings over there, the Taoist of the secret realm wanted to take the team of Taoists from Lejia to the main city to meet the so-called Young Master Lingji. I obeyed the arrangement.

Fu Yuanzhi and Miao Kong followed in the dark all the way. This town in the secret realm looks more like Jiyang City of mortals from the outside. There is no problem with the ordinary streets, but the further you go in, the traces belonging to the Taoist appear. It got heavier and heavier, layer by layer, and the frequency of Daoists appearing on the street began to be more than that of mortals.When the central city area is almost what a Taoist city should look like, with tall and gorgeous pavilions and buildings, mortal craftsmen, no matter how good at their skills, cannot do this——

Among other things, can a mortal be able to fly to the attic that day?

The Taoist is proudly introducing to them which ingenious mechanisms in these buildings were designed by Mr. Lingji, etc. Shocked.

In particular, according to this mysterious Taoist, the wooden boats that fly by in the sky from time to time can be manipulated by mortals.

"There are few immortals. If we need to do manual work such as sailing, we will be too busy. Such a big city needs to be maintained." The Taoist said proudly, "Mr. Lingji must be very happy to see you all." Now, if a few of you settle down, you can completely repair the diversion canal on the east gate."

There was a strange roar in the sky, and the Taoist was holding an airs, pointing to the sky proudly at this moment: "Look, this is the unique star boat of our Master Lingji."

If the palace lord were here, he would be more surprised than these Taoist priests from the ten continents and three islands if he could take a look at the flying things that day, because the flying things in the sky looked like the airships that were once popular in the early [-]th century!History has recorded that airships in the early years could take hundreds of people from Europe to America. Of course, the accident was also very spectacular, so within a few years this kind of thing no longer carried people, and it was basically only used for advertising.

But, airship!That's something only from the industrial revolution, right?

The star boat flew over their heads, leaving a trail of red smoke on its tail, attracting the eyes of many Taoists all the way to the outside of the city.

The Daoist of the Secret Realm smiled and shook his fingers and said: "I will have a chance to take a closer look in the future. The star boat is going to fertilize the farmland outside the city. Let's go on. The young master is still waiting."

The Taoists of Lejia exchanged glances with each other, and after weighing it, they decided to meet the person who created these magical objects first.

There is a large square outside the city lord's mansion, with lights and festoons everywhere, and red palace lanterns floating in the air. The Taoists are also preparing for the so-called marriage of the heavenly gods, and they don't see any place that highlights the person of Lingji.There is a pure white statue in that square, it is very tall, when you look up from the ground, you can only see the lower jaw of the statue, its sight is looking into the distance——

——Just like the Lord of Yunmeng in the memory of the Supreme Demon Lord, he is as lonely as a floating cloud.

But what Fu Yuanzhi is sure of is that no matter which Yunmeng Lord in any memory, he will, absolutely, not, wear a big red flower!

"Junior brother!" Miaokong pulled Fu Yuanzhi anxiously, "Junior brother, don't worry, no matter which Demon Lord, it's you!"

Fu Yuanzhi: "...Senior sister, I am not the Supreme Demon Lord."

"...Okay, yes, no, no." Miao Kong comforted him, "Let's wait and see who your apprentice is."

... the ghost's apprentice!Fu Yuanzhi grinds his teeth.

There are more figures of Taoists around the square, and there are almost no traces of mortals. Demon cultivators and Taoists are mixed together, all wearing similar blue and white robes. Unlike the previous one, they all wear half a wooden mask on their faces , covering half of the face, including the eyes; the ebony mask and the elegant and fairy-like robe are a little out of harmony.

"Senior sister, be careful." Fu Yuanzhi dragged Miao Kong to hide in the corridor of a pavilion, "Senior sister, there is a problem with those Taoists."

"Ugh?"

The Le family had already followed into the main hall, Miaokong originally wanted to follow, but Fu Yuanzhi stopped her, "Senior sister, the devil's perception of soul power is very strong, the soul power of those Taoists is very strange, A Taoist is not like a Taoist, and a devil is not like a devil."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yuanzhi paused, feeling that what he had said was not complete, because he himself was also compatible with devil energy and spiritual power, but those Taoists who walked by in groups gave him an indescribably weird feeling.

"I feel...they look like..." Fu Yuanzhi thought for a while, and after deliberating his words for a while, he said, "They are like dummy."

Miaokong stared, said: "Dummy?"

"...No, it's not the kind that changes from spiritual power." Fu Yuanzhi waved his hand, "They are human, but don't you think that group of people... don't look like living people? It’s impossible for everyone to walk at exactly the same pace when they go out, right?”

"Huh?" Miao Kong stared at him fiercely, and shivered for a while, "It's true, they even have the same clothes swinging rhythm!"

Just as they were talking, a group of Taoist priests in blue and white robes walked up to the statue in the square with cleaning tools in hand. They did not use any spiritual power and began to clean the statue purely by hand.

"Senior sister, I suggest you hide outside the city and wait for me."

Fu Yuanzhi squinted his eyes, watching those Taoists reverently clean up the statue of Lord Yunmeng, Miaokong protested:

"What are you going to do?"

"There are many weird places in this main city. I'll go and check it out. I'm not good enough. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect my senior sister comprehensively." Fu Yuanzhi replied.

Miao Kong looked at him for a while: "You just dislike me for being slow."