After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

These days, Cui Yan has been using various excuses to avoid Fu Xuan. Now when he sees Fu Xuan, he will unconsciously associate Fu Xuan with Xian Zong.

It is better not to see each other than to meet and say something hurtful.

In addition, in recent days, the demonic energy in his body has gathered more, and if he loses control, he will be jealous and palpitate, showing terrifying fangs. If Ah Xuan sees his appearance like this, he will definitely scare Ah Xuan.

In the past, I underestimated the devilish energy, but I didn't expect that the devilish energy ingested in the floating light mirror had been integrated into my lungs and blood vessels, and the more I used the pure fairy sect technique to drive away the devilish energy, the more I felt in my body. The demon energy of confrontation will surge more violently.

When he was in the Qionghua Hall, the immortal once mentioned in the lectures between classes that there are only two diseases in the heaven and the earth that are the most difficult to dispel. One is the demonic energy of the Asura world;

When the two diseases are mixed together, demons will arise.

Back then when he came to Tan Fa's sect to ask for advice, the Immortal Venerable put down his words the first time he saw him, "Xiao Yan, your destiny attracts demons, and your nature is stubborn. If no one disciplines you, even if you don't enter the immortal way, he will become a great demon." , There will be endless troubles. '

My life is up to me, this is the way Cui Yan has always believed in.

Although the celestial venerable looked at each other coldly, he continued to practice and study, just to get a satisfied smile from the celestial venerable and a sincere commendation. After a long time, he became the leader of the celestial venerable from an unknown junior in Qianlong Mountain. As a disciple, the Immortal Venerable loves and favors him more and more.

Now, it's a prophecy.Even if he became enchanted by the Immortal Venerable, he would not regret it.

Zitong Shenjun is Cui Yan's only trustworthy and close confidant. Zitong is also a little demon from the lower realm, originally a kun in the deep sea.

The two came from the same school, and Cui Yan later became the king of the underworld, the overlord of Jiuyou, while Zitong Shenjun was in charge of the fate and wealth of mortals.

Cui Yan used the excuse of reminiscing with him to find him in the upper temple without drinking.

After pushing the cup and changing the cup, the result remained the same.

Zitong propped his heavy chin and told himself: If you want to break the demon, you can only seek advice from the God of War in the Vientiane Heavenly Palace on the 36th layer of heaven. Except for the God of War, no one has succeeded in breaking the demon for tens of thousands of years.

Cui Yan drank the wine in the cup without showing any signs of expression, and bid farewell to Zitong Shenjun.

The Vientiane Temple is located at the highest point of the sky, surrounded by mist and haze, and the purple atmosphere is beautiful.This palace of the highest standard was poured with fairy grass and spirit stones after spending a hundred years in the heavens. It is an honor that only the God of War deserves.

The god of war is happy and quiet, and he only keeps a falcon by his side, which is called Haidongqing.Among the three hundred and sixty feather worms, Hai Dongqing is the most handsome.With a golden nature and a fire-like virtue, she shines brightly on Yao Guangxing, and Hai Dongqing is a veritable god of eagles.

He used to be loyal to the Demon Realm and was a close minister of King Ashura, but 500 years ago, he took off his gleaming armored battle robe, knelt on the 36th floor, lowered his figure, and asked Ying to be the mount of the God of War.

Except for the person involved, no one knows what happened 500 years ago, but with their personalities of not communicating with the outside world, they may not be able to wait for an answer until they pass away.

Cui Yan was full of conflicts in his heart. Although it had been more than a thousand years since he stabbed him with the soul-destroyer awl, he had never participated in the peach feast since then, and had no chance to see him again.

Now that I have something to ask of him, according to that person's temperament that can't tolerate sand, I'm afraid it's not so easy to talk to, but as long as the other party doesn't pull out Akabane, it's okay to lie down for a year or so if he beats him severely.

"Who is outside the hall?" Hai Dongqing sat leaning on a corner of the roof, his sharp eyes locked on Cui Yan instantly.He inserted the flute back into his waist, and the melodious music stopped abruptly.He has been stationed here for 500 years, regardless of the rain, frost and snow, and this is the first time he has seen a living creature other than the God of War.

Asking for help should have the attitude of asking for help. Cui Yan put aside the old grievances and said loudly: "Cui Yan, the king of the underworld, if you have something to see General War God, please let me know."

When Hai Dongqing heard him report his family name, he snorted lightly: "So it's a dragon demon who will repay kindness and revenge."

He jumped down from a height of several tens of feet, stopped in front of the hall, and said softly: "My general is still in seclusion, and there is no outer god."

retreat?This kind of low-level lie is not afraid of being laughed at.When did the old phoenix pass the closed door for thousands of years, most likely he was avoiding him.Even to avoid him, at least find some decent excuses instead of being so perfunctory.

Since he dared to come here today, he was mentally prepared, but if he didn't even see anyone, and walked back home like a bereaved dog with his tail between his legs, it was absolutely impossible.

"Really, I have never seen the heroic appearance of the God of War in retreat. As the saying goes, 'It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day'. I just took this good opportunity to appreciate it deeply." Cui Yan grabbed Hai Dongqing's hand in front of him with one hand. With a big arm, he said with a smile.

The two opposing forces immediately dispersed the colorful clouds floating in the corners of the front eaves of the hall, causing the mountains and forests to shake.

"Cui Yan, I advise you not to deceive others too much!"

"Reciprocity is a matter of courtesy, and I will also give you a proverb." Cui Yan frowned slightly, "There are many foxes and tigers in the world, so don't let your dog rely on others."

"you!"

Hai Dongqing was short-tempered, so he immediately summoned the magic weapon - the golden bamboo bone flute, and wanted to make a killing move, and shouted angrily: "Whoever breaks into the Vientiane Heavenly Palace privately and offends the God of War, no matter whether it is a god or a demon, can be punished."

Cui Yan said: "Then let the horse come over. Although I haven't experienced Zhu Xing's supernatural power, it's not a bad idea to compete with his mount."

"My own fairy can't keep it, but he wants to steal someone else's. Pluto is so scheming!"

Hai Dongqing retorted coldly, split Cui Yan's imprisonment with a palm, and the vigorous palm wind left a mark several meters long on the courtyard wall, and the stone chips fell on the green cypress and cedar , knocked off a lot of delicate branches and leaves.

He didn't want to make any trouble at first, but since Hai Dongqing was so stubborn and brazenly mentioned Tan Fa's name taboo, then don't blame him for causing trouble.

As soon as the bone flute was played, the sand filled the sky, and the sky and the earth were so chaotic that the boundary could not be seen clearly. The strange sound of the flute contained clusters of golden light, which looked like golden lotuses in front of the Buddha. After a piercing flute sound, the petals of those golden lotuses Sharp spikes sprouted, and the speed scatter towards Cui Yan like flowing fire.

Cui Yan had been prepared for a long time, and the stored internal energy burst out. Youlan's technique and the burning golden light of the golden lotus created strong sparks, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly.

Hai Dongqing stepped steadily, "Pluto didn't use Du Heng for so long, because he was afraid that losing would be too ugly?"

"How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?"

Cui Yan closed his eyes and concentrated, a powerful black dragon shadow appeared behind him, neighing and screaming in the air, the flying dragon rushed towards Haidongqing's formation with a thousand-thousand momentum, accompanied by the earth-shattering dragon cry With a sound, the suspended golden lotus turned into golden powder, scattered in the air like floating weeds.

Hai Dongqing vomited blood, and the bone flute fell to the ground. He stood up and stared at Cui Yan angrily. He didn't expect this person to be in such a situation. He wanted to stand up and fight again, but Cui Yan easily reprimanded him. Seal Hai Dongqing in the circle with a body-confusing curse.

When Cui Yan strode past him, Hai Dongqing clutched the bone flute dispiritedly, and said with a smirk, "If I hurt him even a little bit today, he will have no place to blame!"

"It's ridiculous. People who should be guilty live in the heavens and are loved by all the scenery. Thousands of years have passed, and who will come to ask my lord's immortal?" Cui Yan snorted coldly, withdrawing the last trace of respect for Zhu Xing , kicked the door behind his back and entered.

Passing through the pavilions and waterside pavilions planted with lotuses in front of the hall, the majestic spirit of immortality came rolling in. Cui Yan didn't care to linger on the graceful scenery in the courtyard, and awe-inspiringly pushed open the gate of the main hall of Wanxiang Tiangong.

On the table was a bare alcove incense burner tripod, in which a small piece of sandalwood was being burned, and the smell coming out was overbearing, with a hint of rose scent mixed with a touch of frankincense.

The god of war seemed to be out of his body, sitting motionless on the futon.Cui Yan is used to seeing Zhu Xing's straight-faced appearance in armor and battle robes, but now he only wears a tencel jacket, sweat soaks through the white and thin clothes, the waistline is clearly identifiable, and the right waist is close to the hip bone. The scar connects the rest of the intact flesh in an ugly way, which looks very inconsistent.

Cui Yan couldn't help but feel complacent looking at the indelible "magic work" he left on Zhu Xing's body, but looking at the scars, he felt somewhat familiar.

He didn't study too much, walked to the front of Zhu Xing, looked at the sweaty Zhu Xing and said, "The God of War is so elegant, is this acting addicted?"

Zhu Xing was still unmoved, pinching the Zibai Flying Star palm formula with both hands, exhaling like blue, the pure gold bead chain on his neck extended to his crotch along his figure, this kind of bead chain is a unique accessory of the Phoenix clan, the bead chain The gold used is the gold stone grown at the junction of the root system of the plane tree on Qiwu Mountain and the veins of the earth.

It is not easy for the Phoenix clan to give birth, and there are many goblins coveting the Phoenix. The ancestors of the Phoenix clan found the isolated Qiwu Mountain after going through all kinds of difficulties, and they have taken root from generation to generation.

In future generations, no matter how far the phoenix is ​​from Mount Qiwu, as long as they carry this special bead chain, the phoenix will always find their way home.

Moreover, this kind of bead chain has to be worn by their fathers after they have ascended through the calamity.

Cui Yan frowned and said fiercely: "Since I can act so well, then I shouldn't react when I take off the mask of God of War, right?"

Since his ascension, Zhu Xing has never looked at people with his true face. Once a white rabbit spirit from the Moon Palace sneaked in while he was meditating. Before his hand touched the mask, Zhu Xing broke his tendon with a red feather and tied it. The white rabbit's tail hung upside down on the laurel tree for a day and a night before he was released.

Cui Yan squatted down, and approached Zhu Xing's cheek with his slender fingers inch by inch, and touched Zhu Xing's thin breath with his cold fingertips.He frowned coldly, he didn't expect that the god of war could really hold his breath.

That being the case, he had to take a good look at what kind of shameful face was hidden under the mask.

The man in bright yellow clothes and twelve crowns on his head carried heavy clothes with both hands. He was out of breath and nearly tripped over the threshold. Seeing Cui Yan's disrespectful behavior to the God of War, he stopped in shock.

"God?"

Cui Yan withdrew his hand suddenly, and bowed towards the immature Emperor of Heaven as if going through the motions.