After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

The last lightning strike fell in the vast desert, and the dark clouds in the sky changed from thick to light, turning into a dull gray-blue color.

But in a short while, the red glow of the sunset was shining, the sky was as clear as washing, and the dark clouds that were pressing on everyone's heads disappeared.

At this moment, Chong Yidao was stepping in the void, his white robe was like snow, his eyes were transparent, and a long belt like golden light was surrounding his body, which shone like stars in the sky as he twisted and twisted.

He has arrived at the Dao stage unharmed.

The thunder tribulation lasted for three whole days, and Wen Gu was surrounded by the enthusiasm of the high priest. No matter what he said, the high priest agreed with him, and regarded every word of him as a golden rule, and he had long forgotten the name of the previous demon king.

too frightening.

If it weren't for the protection of the senior sister, Wen Gu would have been fainted by the flattery of the high priest, ghost Luohan, and Yinhan.

Fortunately, science is indeed the most reliable, and Master passed through the tribulation safely.

"Mozun, since Daoist Zhong has successfully crossed the catastrophe, can you lend me this lightning rod?" The high priest looked at the iron rod greedily, looking at the lightning rod like a peerless beauty.

Wen Gu said generously: "If you survive the catastrophe, you can come to me to borrow it at any time."

"inappropriate."

A loud and high-pitched voice descended from the sky.

Chongyi Dao landed firmly in front of the high priest, but seeing the immortal energy lingering, his whole body was completely renewed from head to toe, without any sign of depression.

Miaozhen immediately stepped forward to meet her, with tears of excitement in her eyes, she took a few steps forward, "Master..."

Chong Yidao smiled slightly, nodded towards her, shook his sleeves and bowed his hands respectfully towards the hill, "True Monarch, this apprentice has fulfilled his mission, thank you True Monarch for your great help."

There was a radiant purple satin floating on the hill, Jing Feiming leaned on the ribbon and closed his eyes to meditate, when he heard the voice half hissing his eyes, he said weakly: "Thank you first, apprentice, if he didn't have this fetish , and I can’t recover.”

Naturally, I wanted to thank Wen Gu. Chong Yidao turned around and looked at the high priest who was eager to see through, "My Xiaojiu made this for me, how can it be used by others?"

After saying that, he stretched out his arm, and the lightning rod that was stuck in the sand rose up from the ground, and fell into Chong Yidao's hand, stroking it back and forth fondly.

Disliked High Priest: "..."

Wen Gu happily went up to him, and threw himself into his arms, "Master."

"Xiao Jiu." Reverend Chong touched his long black hair with one hand, his face was full of pride and complacency.

The high priest coughed a few times, and said righteously: "Chong Zhenren's words are wrong. The demon king is the blood of the Jitian demon king, and he is the man of destiny of my demon clan. He was ordered by heaven to become the demon king. He is my demon king." People of the demon clan, this lightning rod is naturally a thing of my demon clan."

"That's right, that's right!" Yin Han agreed straightforwardly.

Ghost Arhat smiled gently, but his words were sharp, "The person who made this lightning rod is the Demon Lord, and the black iron and tin mines belong to my demon clan, and this desert is also the land of my demon clan, so this lightning rod naturally belongs to us. "

Ye Jialan covered her lips and giggled, adding a handful of firewood, "I thought only demons would plunder by force, but I didn't expect that the world's most important heavy person would do it too!"

Chong Zhenren's face was as deep as water, and he always looked down on these demons. If it wasn't for Wen Gu's face, he would not have stayed in Nineteen Chong City. He said with a nonchalant smile——

"Xiao Jiu is my younger brother. My master and I watched him grow up. You kidnapped him to this barren land for no reason and forced him to become a demon king. Now you want to rob this treasure by force. You think we are easy to bully ?”

Reverend Chong glanced at Miaozhen approvingly, then looked at Wen Gu with a bitter expression in his arms, and said with a sneer: "My apprentice, I don't know how good life is in Xuanyue Sect. I have to work hard to do it when I come to you to be exposed to the wind and the sun." Mozun, you are looking at him as an unworldly talent, and you want to rely on him to revitalize the demon clan, your calculations are really resounding!"

Wen Gu, the unworldly man, has a headache now, why is he doing so well, and then suddenly they started arguing again?

On one side is the new love, on the other side is the old love, the palms and backs of his hands are full of flesh, he looked at Zhenjun Ziyi begging for help, and with his face that is not clear, if he can come forward to stop it, he can temporarily shelve the matter.

Unexpectedly, Jing Feiming sat cross-legged on the purple satin, holding a handful of ebony plums in his hands, and looked at the several people with interest, like a noble young master watching a big play in the theater, and almost clapped his hands and applauded.

Wen Gu sneaked a hard look.

Jing Feiming turned a blind eye, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking very happy.

After the upright debater Zhong Zhenren finished his speech, it was the turn of Gui Luohan, the No. [-] debater of Rubik's Cube.

I saw him straightening his sleeves, and said confidently and calmly: "Our Demon Lord is very soft-spoken in your sect. After three years of hard work, you only discovered his potential, but in our Demon Race, on the first day he came, We already know that he is a born emperor!"

Yin Han nodded in agreement, "That's right!"

Compared with the awe-inspiring justice of the ghost Luohan, the second debater, Ye Jialan, prefers yin and yang, and ridiculed with a stick, "The demon king has come to the demon clan since he came to the demon clan. He is pampered and luxurious. It is really not as simple as your Qianhefeng .”

Chongyi Dao stared at him straightly. No one in Xuanyuezong dared to run on him. I didn't expect that someone in the Demon Race would dare to speak rudely. Four?"

Miaozhen gave Wen Gu a dangerous look, and asked with a smile, "Xiao Jiu, are you happy at Qianhe Peak?"

Wen Gu nodded and said honestly, "Happy."

"Did you hear that? My junior brother is doing very well in Qianhe Peak." Miao Zhen looked at Ghost Arhat and his party.

Ghost Arhat followed suit, looked at Wen Gu and asked, "Mozun, are you happy with us?"

Wen Gu nodded again, wrinkled his nose and said pitifully, "Happy."

As soon as the words fell, two sharp eyes fell on him, from Miaozhen and Chongyidao respectively, Wen Gu was so frightened that he quickly changed his words, "I'm not happy, I want to go home."

Miao Zhen nodded in satisfaction.

Ye Jialan's voice overflowed with a chuckle, and he could see it clearly, "I think the Demon Lord is also unhappy. After all, our Demon Race is notorious, everyone's face changes, and we have no foothold outside the Nineteenth City. The three of them are all inferior in the clan, so Mozun is naturally unhappy with us."

Ghost Arhat immediately understood his intentions, and smiled bitterly: "Demon Venerable, don't worry about us. Although you have half of the blood of the demon race, your mother is a human race, so it makes sense to respect real people. We lowly people Humans are not qualified to control you."

The two old foxes understood each other, but Yin Han looked at them blankly with a bewildered face.

Wen Gu couldn't hear what others said. With his dark eyes bright and firm, he said very seriously: "I am very happy with you, and I am very comfortable in the magic palace. You are not allowed to say that."

Ghost Arhat and Ye Jialan looked at each other and smiled, feeling each other's wisdom.

Yin Han came back to his senses, and quickly said: "That's right."

Seeing that Xuanyuezong's people were overshadowed, and there was a great risk of losing, Jing Feiming, who was watching the show, put away the black plums, and jumped off the purple satin lightly, with his sleeves fluttering like clouds, "Don't worry about it." dispute."

After a slight pause, he said calmly, "Since you can make one, you can make the second one. Let Yuan Jiuyuan make another one for you."

That's right!

The Mozu all looked at Wen Gu in unison.

The weak, pitiful and helpless Wen Gu was sandwiched among the crowd, and said in a low voice, "It can't be done, there is no love left."

Does it take heart to make this lightning rod?

Several people were shocked. The most important thing in "Lovesickness" is a heart of true love. The human heart contains the seven emotions and six desires. All greed, anger, ignorance and hatred arise from the heart and pass away from the heart. The heart is the heart of a person. fundamental.

It is also commonly used by the evil treasures of the demons. Only the heart of a person can make the treasures shine. I finally understand why this lightning rod is so heaven-defying.

But I don't know whose heart it is?

The high priest's face was pale. The demon palace was safe and sound these past few days, and no one had their heart dug out. Could it be the demon's own heart?

This inference is very reasonable. No wonder Wen Gu would say "there is no heart anymore". There is only one human heart, and if you cut it in half to make a lightning rod, wouldn't it be dead if you cut it in half?

Thinking that Wen Gu was able to dig out his own heart, several people looked at each other, feeling a dull pain in their hearts.

The high priest couldn't help admiring, Mozun, what a ruthless person!

Jing Feiming glanced at Wen Gu.

Wen Gu blinked his eyes, looking very innocent.

It seems that everyone is fighting openly and secretly, and the things you come and go have nothing to do with him, he is just a poor little passing by.

Jing Feiming let out a light sigh, with free and easy brows and eyes, "If you don't worry, this thing will stay in Wen... Yuan Jiuyuan's hands, and whoever he wants to give it to is his own business. The door won't interfere."

If someone else said these words, Ghost Arhat and his party would have a question mark in their hearts, but this is Ziyi Zhenjun, he can distinguish right from wrong, and he keeps his word, so there is no reason not to believe it.

Chongyi Dao and Miaozhen naturally listened to Ziyi Zhenjun, and Xiaojiu Junior Brother is of course close to the sect. He will return to Xuanyuezong after staying here for three months. When the time comes, the sky will be high and the emperor will be far away. If you want this lightning rod, you have to be able to go up the mountain of Qianhefeng first.

The lightning rod was returned to its original owner and returned to Wen Gu's hands.

If it is possible to bring modern things, not to mention lightning rods, Faraday cages can be obtained.

Wen Gu didn't get any news from Feng Ao in the past three days, which was the best news for Wen Gu. I feel sorry for Feng Ao for thinking this way.

If he can escape from the Demon Palace smoothly, Wen Gu will invite Feng Ao to drink a glass of celebration wine.

After three days, the group returned to the Nineteenth City again.

The majestic pavilions are decorated with lights and festoons, the teahouses and restaurants are hung with red lanterns, and a line of red-clothed men beat gongs and drums on the spacious street, distributing candy to the children along the street. It is very lively, as if it is the night of the Lantern Festival.

Standing on Feidu's epee, Wen Gu looked curiously at the beaming street scene, "What day is it today?"

The high priest was in a daze. The priest was in charge of festivals and ceremonies. Even he didn't know about it, let alone others.

"Could it be to celebrate the death of the Demon Lord?" Ghost Arhat asked with a smile.

The high priest didn't feel disgusted at all, shook his head and said solemnly: "Then it's time to celebrate, and it's too late to celebrate now."

Wen Gu urged the magic formula, slowly lowered the epee under his feet, and the noisy voices of people all over the street came to his face, mixed with the steaming aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the wonderful fireworks in the world were warm.

A little boy was squatting in front of the stall, holding a bowl in his two small hands, eating glutinous rice balls with black sesame and white sugar filling in bites. He couldn't eat the remaining sweet soup, so he raised his head and poured the bowl into his mouth.

Moving the bowl down, I saw Wen Gu flying Yujian.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and were greedy for glutinous rice balls. They couldn't help but look a few more times, but the little boy opened his mouth wide and wailed loudly, pointing at him while weeping——

"The Demon Lord is here! Woohoo! The Demon Lord is back!"

As soon as the owner of the glutinous rice ball stand raised his head, he immediately shouted: "The Demon Lord is back! Grab the Demon Lord quickly! Don't let him escape!"

"Catch the Demon Lord!"

Wen Gu's face turned pale with fright. Could it be that Feng Ao's prodigal family has been known to everyone, and the people in Nineteenth City are waiting for him to throw himself into the trap, and kill him one by one?

Feng Ao's work is too reliable.

"Master and sister, save me!"

Wen Gu let out a futile cry, his voice drowned in the hustle and bustle of voices.

Just as he was about to drive the epee up into the sky to prevent the rotten eggs from falling on him, a man in red jumped onto the beam and looked at him with a smile, "Mozun, you are back."

Wen Gu remembered that this was a soul boy, the one who stood up to provoke the demon king on the day he died.

At this moment, the man's face was full of smiles, and his eyes of admiration turned into reality, "Monarch, we have been waiting for you for a day and a night, and we are just waiting for your return!"

"...What are you waiting for me to do?" Wen Gu suddenly had an ominous premonition, and asked with a bitter face.

The gongs and drums resounded through the sky, and following the shout just now, crowds of people on the long street rushed to this place, with tears in their eyes and filled with emotion.

No one expected that the miserable Yuren was defeated by the Demon Lord who had just taken office. Not only did he stay away from the Stupa, but he also returned all the treasures he had robbed!

Boxes of beautiful jade and pearls were transported into the Nineteenth City, where they were piled up like a mountain in Honglian Square, and were recorded and put into storage by the soul boy under Mozun's seat. If no one claims it, it will be filled into the treasury of the established school and used by the public.

The minds of the common people are very simple, the demon king will not let them live a good life, they will die when they die, even if they are a demon clansman with good roots, no one will shed a tear for him, but the demon king let them have their shame, finally Out of anger, he took back his lost property.

The school knew from hearing that it was a good thing for the demon king to lose money and the common people to take advantage of it. In addition, in the name of gambling stones, he generously donated the precious pure spirit stones. Although the demon king was only half a member of the demon clan, he If he can live a good life in the Nineteenth City, who cares if his blood is pure or not?

The love of the common people is also very simple, that is to let the demon king stay in the nineteenth city forever!

Wen Gu pursed his lips tightly and wrinkled his nose worryingly, bathing in the baptism of thousands of reverent eyes like the stars supporting the moon.

Despair spread like a tide.

Yuan Jiuyuan, I really don't blame me for this, it was all done according to your request.