Ji Baxiao's face showed contempt.
Yo, yo, yo, where's that aloofness you had before?
Feeling a little weak inside from the youth's gaze, the Yin-Yang Holy Master flung his sleeves dismissively.
"Hmph, if you don't want to, then forget it. Actually, I wasn't really that eager to learn anyway. Don't look at me like that. Even if you really wanted to teach me, I wouldn't necessarily learn it. I was just saying it. You don't really think I'm the same kind of person as you, do you? I have principles!"
Seeing the Yin-Yang Holy Master talking to himself, Ji Baxiao wasn't in a hurry to retort, but instead crossed his arms, a playful smile on his lips.
I'll just watch you perform quietly.
Seeing that there was no response for a long time, the Yin-Yang Holy Master felt a little embarrassed, and glanced at Ji Baxiao with a hint of resentment.
I'm convinced. This kid is really something. Can't he just give me some face?
"Cough, cough!"
Ji Baxiao coughed a few times, his tone slightly smug. "If you want to learn, I can teach you, but how much you can learn depends on your comprehension. After all, not everyone has the same unique understanding of the Yin-Yang The Way as I do."
After all, he started reading little yellow books at the age of five, reading them from a young age to adulthood. Sometimes, when he got excited, he could immerse himself in them day and night.
Over time, Ji Baxiao had already regarded the little yellow books as the most important reading material in his life, considering them as a guiding light in his life. He was dedicated to finding the mysteries of the interaction between men and women, and the true meaning of the reproduction of life from the books.
As the saying goes, 'Ignoring everything outside the window, focusing solely on reading the books of sages!'
Until now, Ji Baxiao had read no less than hundreds of thousands of books. Often, a thought in his mind was a wonderful blockbuster…
Others saw desire, he saw the Great Yin-Yang The Way!
Yin and Yang combine, endlessly creating!
It must be admitted that Ji Baxiao was indeed taking a different approach, walking a special path that had never been taken by previous generations of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.
In a sense, he was the undisputed genius of the Yin-Yang Holy Land!
Hearing this.
The corners of the Yin-Yang Holy Master's mouth couldn't help but curve up, then he touched his nose and pretended to be calm and said: "You said that, I didn't force you…"
Seeing this.
Everyone was speechless.
They seemed to see that the image of the Yin-Yang Holy Land in the future would never be the same because of this newly improved Yin-Yang Divine Art.
"Second Brother, since the matter has been resolved, I will go back. Let's get together another day!" Li Wujie waved goodbye.
"Big Brother, have a good trip!"
Ji Baxiao said with tears in his eyes, clasping his fists heavily.
Li Wujie was stunned for a moment, his face a little depressed. Why did this sound a bit unlucky?
Forget it, let's go home after work!
"Everyone, we'll meet again." Lin Duxiu cupped his hands in a composed manner.
"We'll, we'll meet again." The Great Mushroom King also imitated him from the side, but his movements were slightly clumsy.
Afterward.
Amidst the respectful farewells of the cultivators, the group returned home.
Looking at the direction they were leaving, the Yin-Yang Holy Master showed a solemn expression and said: "I hope that through this incident, those ancient powerhouses will know that our Yin-Yang Holy Land is not easy to bully."
"That's right, if anyone dares to cause trouble again, my big brother will chop them all up!" Ji Baxiao said angrily.
He still had lingering fears about the Yin-Yang Holy Land almost experiencing a catastrophe.
…
Similarly, the changes encountered by the Yin-Yang Holy Land were naturally impossible to hide from the eyes of the outside world.
Like the Yaoguang Holy Land before, the Yin-Yang Holy Land also deliberately exaggerated this incident to the outside world, intending to convey to the world that they were not to be trifled with.
"What? An ancient Immortal King fell in the Yin-Yang Holy Land? My God, this news is too explosive!"
"It is said that the Yin-Yang Holy Son, Ji Baxiao, recognized the Saber Demon, Li Wujie, as his big brother. At the last moment, his big brother came to the rescue and chopped the ancient Immortal King who deliberately came to cause trouble to death!"
"Wait, who is the Saber Demon, Li Wujie? Why haven't I heard of him before?"
"According to the latest news, he is one of Senior Ye's disciples! He and the Crimson Demon, Hong Qianye, are fellow disciples!"
"Hiss, no wonder he has such terrifying strength, he actually chopped an ancient Immortal King to death! Awesome!!"
"Hahaha, I've long been displeased with those old monsters, do they really think the Central Region is their world? Can they just cause trouble at will? Bah, serves them right! Good riddance!"
As this news spread rapidly, the entire Central Region also boiled over.
Discussions arose, countless cultivators were applauding and cheering, all cheering for Li Wujie for chopping the ancient Immortal King to death.
At the same time, the ancient powerhouses who received the news were all shocked and their eyes were filled with disbelief.
What's the situation?
Are the geniuses of this era so fierce?
Killing Immortal Kings as they please!
"Damn it, the Yaoguang Holy Land had this kind of thing happen before, and I thought it was an exception. As a result, how long has it been, and another Daoist friend from the ancient times has fallen? It's really embarrassing!"
"Hmph, it's probably a piece of trash even worse than the Flower Plucking Great Immortal! Otherwise, how could he be killed so easily?"
"Yes, yes, yes! It's really embarrassing for our ancient cultivators!"
Just when most of the revived were feeling that the Immortal King who died in the Yin-Yang Holy Land was a complete waste.
Suddenly, there was a creature who had inquired about the whole story and exclaimed in disbelief:
"God, the Immortal King who fell this time is actually the famous Saber Ghost back then!!!"
Instantly.
This news was like a blockbuster, detonating in the Central Region's revived circle!
"Are you saying that the one who always carried seven ghost sabers on his back, the desperate saber cultivator known as the Saber Ghost whose saber techniques were unpredictable by gods and ghosts?!"
Someone almost dropped his jaw in shock.
"Yes, it's him! He went to the Yin-Yang Holy Land to cause trouble a while ago, but he was chopped to death by a junior named Li Wujie!"
"Damn! This…"
After learning the identity of the deceased, many ancient powerhouses were stunned and speechless, and their hearts couldn't accept this terrible fact.
You must know that the Saber Ghost was a leader among the Immortal King realm. Back then, he roamed the Kunlun Realm with seven ghost sabers, and the number of powerhouses he killed along the way was countless.
His saber was very fast, and his saber techniques were unpredictable. Especially his best seven-sword style, it was simply the nightmare of many cultivators.
When his reputation was at its peak, most Immortal King-level powerhouses had to walk around him when they encountered him, and were unwilling to entangle with him too much.
If we talk about strength, the Flower Plucking Great Immortal couldn't compare to him at all!
That was a real monster who worshiped killing!
Never would they have thought.
The Saber Ghost, who was once feared, would die under the saber of a junior in the Kunlun Realm many years later!
This made the ancient powerhouses who were still full of disdain just now feel ashamed and embarrassed, as if they had been slapped in the face invisibly…
If even the Saber Ghost was a piece of trash, then what were they?
Worse than trash!
At the same time, they were filled with unprecedented fear for Li Wujie, who killed the Saber Ghost.
The cultivation world has always respected the strong. Even if Li Wujie was a junior in their eyes, his possession of such terrifying strength could no longer be regarded as a junior.
"Saber Demon, Li Wujie…" At this moment, many ancient creatures were silently chanting this name, unable to stop their spines from chilling.
The most terrifying thing was that this kind of evildoer was actually someone else's disciple?
What a joke!
Has this world begun to drive them so crazy that they no longer recognize it? Speaking of which, who exactly is this Senior Ye that these ants keep talking about?"
"No need to ask, anyone who can teach such a monstrous disciple must be a top Big Brother from the ancient times!"
"You know, that's actually possible!"
"Perhaps he woke up a long time ago and started planning in this era!"
"Ah, standing higher allows you to see further. Look, all the good seedlings of this era have been snatched away by him!"
"Impressive, I'm convinced!"
...
Due to the overwhelmingly heaven-defying battle records, and the fact that the spearhead all pointed to Senior Ye in the background.
This led many ancient cultivators in the Central Domain to speculate that the other party's identity was also a reviver, and that his background must have been significant in the past, with achievements definitely surpassing the Immortal King level.
Golden Province.
This is the Dao Province with the largest number of demon clans, and it can be called the gathering place of demon clans in the Central Domain!
Human cultivators basically dare not set foot here, unless they are looking for death and are attacked by a group of demon clan powerhouses.
On the flat basin, a towering cyan palace stands tall, with a vast and boundless aura.
This is the holy land for the demon clans of the Golden Province to worship, the Azure Sheep Palace!
Its founder is the reviver from the ancient times, Azure Sheep Old Immortal.
At the entrance of the palace, gilded bronze incense burners are placed on both sides, each emitting curling smoke.
Outside are demon clan creatures kneeling on the ground, densely packed as far as the eye can see.
Their faces are full of piety, carefully listening to the profound Dao sounds. Occasionally, a demon clan has an epiphany and breaks through, envied by other demons.
Inside the main hall, there is an elderly figure wearing a cyan robe, with curved brown sheep horns on his head, and a kind and solemn face, sitting steadily on a futon like a green pine, with his eyes closed and muttering words.
Normally, Azure Sheep Old Immortal almost always maintains a human form, leaving only two sheep horns as an identifying feature.
In the hearts of the demons of the Golden Province, Azure Sheep Old Immortal widely accepts disciples, teaches them Dao techniques, and educates them, and is the well-deserved leader of the demon clan.
However, at this moment, Azure Sheep Old Immortal seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were as deep as the starry sky, but at this moment, his eyes were full of surprise and unease.
The sound of preaching suddenly stopped, which made the demons outside look blank.
Rumble~!
A thunder-like explosion came from the sky, and there was a faint sound of a cow's cry that made people feel suffocated.
The wind was raging, lightning and thunder flashed, and the demons were uneasy, instinctively feeling a sense of oppression coming.
Whoosh!
Outside the main hall, a terrifying tall figure descended.
This creature was actually a Minotaur, with a height of ten meters, his arms wrapped in iron chains flashing with cold light, and his body covered in dark ancient armor, with various shocking scratches on the armor.
His strong arrival shocked Azure Sheep Old Immortal to stand up, his face full of fear, and he said in a deep voice:
"Niu Batian, what are you doing in my dojo?"
Azure Sheep Old Immortal recognized this demon clan, and the other party had a great background, being a famous powerhouse of the Sky-bull clan in ancient times.
The Sky-bull clan is a top royal family among the demon clans, and the aptitude and strength of this race is evident.
Niu Batian's posture was arrogant, and he looked at Azure Sheep Old Immortal with contempt, his tone full of oppression, "Old fellow, it seems you are not very welcome to me."
Azure Sheep Old Immortal braced himself, "Speak, what exactly do you want to do?!"
The aura faintly emanating from the other party made him feel a trace of fatal danger.
Niu Batian said meaningfully: "It is said that the sheep horns on your old fellow's head contain a massive amount of heaven and earth essence, which is a great tonic for my demon clan. Why not help me, considering our past relationship? When I ascend to the strongest throne, you will be the number one meritorious official!"
"What..."
Azure Sheep Old Immortal's face changed drastically. The usefulness contained in the sheep horns was his biggest secret. Where did this guy know about it?
It is worth mentioning that.
In the past, in ancient times, the sheep horns on Azure Sheep Old Immortal's head were his most powerful weapon.
But the outside world only knows one thing but not the other. His sheep horns can also absorb the essence of heaven and earth, automatically contain it, nourish the soul and strengthen himself.
Azure Sheep Old Immortal has never revealed this secret to the outside world, because he was afraid of attracting the coveting and salivation of other demon clan powerhouses.
After all, there were many demon clans stronger than him in ancient times!
The main thing is that Azure Sheep Old Immortal does not like fighting. The reason why he chose to stay in the Kunlun Realm is that he is unwilling to get involved in the Immortal Realm, wanting to stay here to reduce the pressure, and then educate the weak demon clan, teaching Dao techniques in his spare time, living a simple life.
Unexpectedly, this famous powerhouse of the Sky-bull clan actually came to his door at this juncture, and pointed out the secret contained in his sheep horns, which made him feel greatly shocked and puzzled.
"Hehe, I know what you are thinking. To tell you the truth, the reason why I know the secret of your sheep horns is actually because my old flame told me!"
Niu Batian sneered.
"You, your old flame is..."
Azure Sheep Old Immortal said suspiciously.
"Little Mei, do you still remember her? It's that slutty sheep with a big butt! She used to sleep with you, but do you know that before that, she was my, Niu Batian's, Dao companion!!!"
Speaking of this, Niu Batian said emotionally.
"Hiss~"
Azure Sheep Old Immortal took a breath of cold air, "Little Mei used to be your Dao companion? Why didn't she ever tell me?"
"Hmph, I had some conflicts with her at the beginning, and later left me in anger. Many years later, she returned to my side again. Because her realm was too low and her lifespan was about to end, she confessed to me before her death, as well as the secret you accidentally revealed to her!" Niu Batian clenched his fists, indignant.
Azure Sheep Old Immortal was like a bolt from the blue, his mind buzzing.
The vague memory gradually became clear. He still remembered that night, he and that ewe were having fun in bed. After the fierce battle, he felt that he was getting stronger, and because he was too complacent, he seemed to have let it slip at that time...
Who would have thought that the ewe would later leave without saying goodbye and actually go to Niu Batian to confess?
And tell him his secret!!
What a sin!
"But, but Little Mei is a ewe, and you are a bull! Why can you be together?" Azure Sheep Old Immortal said depressedly.
Niu Batian stared with round eyes and questioned: "What do you mean, old fellow? Can't there be love across species between sheep and cows?"
"This..."
Azure Sheep Old Immortal looked embarrassed, "The problem is, she secretly betrayed you before, can this be called love?"
"Don't care about these details!"
Niu Batian waved his hand, "In short, she has already confessed to me. Demons cannot be resurrected after death, so of course I choose to forgive her!"
Azure Sheep Old Immortal's eyelids twitched, and he said with a smile: "Your Excellency has a really great pattern, I admire you."
"That is..."
Niu Batian's tone was a bit proud, and he said firmly:
"You must know that I am a Minotaur!" Within the Heavenly Bull Clan, the hierarchy was strict. Those who could maintain the image of a bull's head and a human body were the elites of the clan, representing fearlessness and bravery.
Therefore, Niu Batian was genuinely proud of his bull-headed form!
Green Goat Old Immortal cursed his bad luck. He truly hadn't expected that promiscuous goat, even on his deathbed, would betray him.
Little Mei, oh Little Mei, where have I wronged you?
Weren't you quite satisfied that night? Why did you have to stab me in the back so mercilessly?
Heartbreaking…
Now that things had come to this, Green Goat Old Immortal could only face the bitter fruit he had planted years ago!
"Old geezer, I've said so much, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"
Niu Batian adjusted his mood, stretched out his hand confidently, and demanded, "Hurry up and give me the goat horns! Don't be ungrateful!"
Green Goat Old Immortal gritted his teeth and said, "What if I refuse?"
"Refuse? That's exactly what I wanted to hear!"
Niu Batian sneered, took a step forward, and unleashed a terrifying and surging aura, shaking the entire Green Goat Palace violently.
The overwhelming pressure crushed down, causing Green Goat Old Immortal to feel suffocated and chilled to the bone.
His opponent was at the ninth level of the Immortal King realm, and with the noble bloodline of the Heavenly Bull Clan, his physical defense and attack power were at the pinnacle of Immortal King-level beings.
Not adept at direct confrontation, he had no power to resist against an opponent of Niu Batian's level.
"Y-you, don't get excited, let's talk it out…" Seeing Niu Batian approaching menacingly with a sneer, Green Goat Old Immortal looked as if he was about to cry, feeling utterly helpless.
If only he had gone to the Immortal Realm back then!
"Little Mei told me back then that you old geezer appear refined and dignified on the surface, but you're actually quite the player in private!!"
"Come, come, let me play with you properly now!"
Niu Batian's face was full of ferocity, his tone filled with vengeful intent.
Hearing this, Green Goat Old Immortal's legs went weak with fear, "It's just a goat hobby, no need to take personal revenge, right?"
Subsequently.
Waves of wailing echoed from the palace, causing the demons outside to feel their scalps tingle and their hearts tremble.
Because they could tell that it was Green Goat Old Immortal's voice!
"Strange, this voice is a bit off," a cat demon scratched his head, a puzzled look on his face.
"It sounds like he's screaming miserably, but there's also a hint of excitement, could it be that Palace Lord is…" A rat demon widened his eyes, not daring to continue speaking, and quickly covered his mouth.
The demons looked at each other, their hearts filled with dread.
Their filter of Green Goat Old Immortal's greatness and selflessness shattered at that moment…
About five hours later.
The screams inside the palace gradually subsided.
Green Goat Old Immortal lay sprawled on the ground in an indecent posture, his eyes rolled back, weak and listless, his body covered in wounds, a bloody mess.
The pair of goat horns on his forehead had also been forcibly pulled off and were now in Niu Batian's hands.
Niu Batian revealed a satisfied smile, "Soon, I will be able to advance to the Immortal Emperor realm and occupy an absolute advantage in the Resurgent circle!"
Currently.
A large number of Immortal King-level beings have emerged in the Central Region, but no Immortal Emperor has appeared publicly yet.
In this situation, whoever becomes an Immortal Emperor first will hold the power of life and death.
Even in the glorious ancient times, the status of an Immortal Emperor was extremely high, the pillar of various cultivation forces, second only to the Immortal Venerable, the behind-the-scenes decision-maker.
An authoritative institution once calculated that on average, only one Immortal Emperor might be born out of every ten thousand Immortal Kings!
This is not alarmist, because most Immortal Kings can only stay in the Immortal King realm for their entire lives, not even reaching the level of top-tier Immortal Kings, let alone breaking through to Immortal Emperor.
This shows the scarcity of Immortal Emperors!
At this time.
Niu Batian, having obtained the goat horns as desired, eagerly absorbed the essence of heaven and earth contained within.
In an instant.
The two goat horns emitted a dazzling light.
A vast, sea-like essence of heaven and earth poured into Niu Batian's body, causing his burly and tall body to bloom with a moist, jade-like glow.
Niu Batian felt incomparably refreshed, extremely comfortable, a hundred times more enjoyable than when Little Mei used to serve him!
Boom!
Soon, an even more terrifying power burst out from his body.
The sky paled, the sun and moon lost their light.
"Moo~~~~"
A dull bull's roar, like thunder, reverberated for tens of thousands of miles, scaring countless demons to the point of splitting their livers and gallbladders, kneeling and trembling on the ground.
The entire Golden Province was plunged into trembling!!!
"Immortal Emperor, this is the aura of an Immortal Emperor, could it be that the old geezer of Green Goat Dao Palace has broken through?"
"No, I faintly heard a bull's roar just now, it's obvious that it's not Green Goat Old Immortal who has advanced to Immortal Emperor!"
"Regardless of who it is, this is the first Immortal Emperor, capable of absolutely controlling the situation in the Central Region!"
…
Because Niu Batian recklessly released the aura of an Immortal Emperor, many ancient powerhouses sensed it simultaneously.
They all maintained an attitude of awe towards this.
There is a world of difference between an Immortal Emperor and an Immortal King.
Now they only hoped that the Resurgent would not mess around, otherwise it would cause a great impact on this circle.
"Hahaha, Cool!"
Inside the palace, Niu Batian discarded the two goat horns in his hand, which had completely lost their luster and were even covered in cracks.
Awakened, Green Goat Old Immortal looked at the two ruined goat horns, his eyes instantly moistened, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down.
"No…"
This was his greatest reliance in this life. Losing the support of the goat horns was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, his strength greatly reduced.
As for why he didn't use this essence of heaven and earth himself, it was because the goat horns were a part of his body. If he used them, he would suffer backlash. At that time, not to mention advancing to Immortal Emperor, even his cultivation might regress.
He just never expected that he would end up falling victim to a promiscuous goat.
Too late for regrets!
Niu Batian stood tall and majestic, with a bright and dazzling halo floating behind him, emitting an imposing and immortal aura.
This was a unique symbol of the Immortal Emperor, known as the Immortal Wheel!
And the effect contained in the Immortal Wheel was the biggest reason why the Immortal Emperor's status was so high!
The Immortal Wheel is divided into one to nine revolutions.
Each revolution can additionally obtain the power of a hundred ordinary Immortal Emperors!
It is equivalent to gathering sand into a sea, all kinds of great power gathered in one body.
By analogy, if the Immortal Wheel revolves nine times, it can additionally obtain the power of nine hundred ordinary Immortal Emperors.
To increase the number of revolutions of the Immortal Wheel, one can only strengthen the cultivation in this area. Most Immortal Emperors stay in the lower three revolutions, and only a few can reach the middle three revolutions.
As for the upper three revolutions, apart from those with extraordinary talent, it is impossible for others to reach them.
This has nothing to do with cultivation resources, it purely depends on talent and aptitude!
And Niu Batian was a powerhouse at the third level of the Immortal Emperor realm back then, so after he returns to his peak now, the number of Immortal Wheel revolutions can also maintain the previous level.
One revolution!
Two revolutions!
Three revolutions!
Four revolutions!
The Immortal Wheel bloomed with a dazzling light.
Instantly, Niu Batian felt his body filled with explosive power, a pair of copper bell-sized bull eyes shot out scorching divine light, and his nostrils spewed out snow-white waves of air.
At this time, he suddenly had the illusion that the cultivators in the world had to be trampled under his feet.
"I, am invincible!"
Niu Batian said emotionally, his ambition becoming unprecedentedly huge.
Swelling!
Completely swelling!
Now, looking at the entire Central Region, he is the earliest Immortal Emperor. If he is not invincible, who is?
Green Goat Old Immortal wanted to cry without tears, and picked up the goat horns in despair, and reinstalled them. The goat horns on the forehead, no longer the luster of the past, were densely covered with cracks like defective products.
This was the sin he committed, and he could only endure it with gritted teeth.
However, at least his life was still there. With the passage of long years, the pair of goat horns on his head still had a chance to return to their original state.
"Old geezer, I'm in a good mood, I'll let you go this time!" Niu Batian squinted.
In fact, he was still calculating in his heart, wanting to prepare for the next time to pick peaches…
After all, Green Goat Old Immortal's pair of goat horns is equivalent to a great tonic for the monster race. As long as the life is still there, the rest is time.
Green Goat Old Immortal knew very well what this bull demon was thinking, but he was helpless about it, his heart was incomparably bitter.
"Hey, now that you have got what you wanted, what are you going to do next?"
"Humph!"
Niu Batian put away the Immortal Wheel behind him, put his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at the sky outside the hall, and sneered:
"Of course, it is to show power, kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and let the entire Central Region submit to my Niu Batian!"
"When the Central Region is pacified, it will be the other four major regions. In the future, I will master all the immortal fate in the Kunlun Realm and form a monopoly!"
The tone was firm and decisive, containing a strong sense of dominance.
"You…"
Green Goat Old Immortal looked terrified.
Although he had long noticed that Niu Batian's ambition was great, he did not expect it to be such an exaggerated level!
Monopolize all the immortal fate of the Kunlun Realm?
Isn't this afraid of arousing public anger and attracting death?
There is an old saying that cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents.
For the cultivation world, immortal fate is the most important thing. Countless monks are fighting to the death in order to seize immortal fate and strengthen themselves.
As a result, you want to monopolize everything?
Good you Niu Batian, do you really think you are invincible in the world?
Green Goat Old Immortal could see that Niu Batian was very arrogant now, but he never expected it to be so arrogant!!
"However, the water in the Central Region is very deep. Maybe there have been Immortal Emperors appearing long ago, but they just haven't come out to move around."
"I advise you, be calm."
Green Goat Old Immortal hated Niu Batian's banditry, but he was even more afraid that the city gate would catch fire and affect the fish in the pond.
He was afraid that Niu Batian's actions outside would later dump the disaster on him!
If this is the case, then he would be too unlucky!
Niu Batian was obviously a bull temper, very stubborn. Once he made a decision, it was difficult to change it.
What's more, he advanced to Immortal Emperor at an extremely fast speed, and his ambition was extremely inflated. It can be said that he was full of confidence. How could he be persuaded by Green Goat Old Immortal?
"Old geezer, you know nothing!"
Niu Batian said arrogantly: "My Heavenly Bull clan was born to fight, plus my cultivation and the Four Revolutions Immortal Wheel, how many Immortal Emperors are not qualified to be my opponents?"
"Looking at this era, whoever dares to disobey me…"
"Die!"
Murderous aura overflowed.
Hearing this, Green Goat Old Immortal was startled.
It's hard to persuade a bull that deserves to die.
He was afraid that if he persuaded him any further, he would be the one to die.
"Let me think, who should I use to start the knife later…" Niu Batian's eyes flickered, eagerly wanting to declare his powerful force to the outside world.
After a while, Niu Batian said meaningfully.
"Old geezer, have you heard of Senior Ye?" Old Immortal Qingyang was first stunned, then nodded, "His name is like thunder to the ears. Recently, because of his disciple Li Wujie, his reputation in our circle is very loud."
"Many fellow Daoists believe that this Senior Ye is suspected to be a big shot from the ancient times! His achievements back then were definitely not limited to the Immortal King realm. Some people even think he might be, might be..."
"Might be what? Speak!"
"Immortal Venerable!"
Old Immortal Qingyang said with a stiff face.
Mainly, the death of Saber Ghost brought a great shock to the group of resurrections, plus the killer was Senior Ye's disciple, which invisibly raised Senior Ye's position in their minds.
As a result.
Niu Batian not only was not afraid, but instead sneered, "What bullshit Senior Ye, how could he be worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as an Immortal Venerable?"
"What a joke!"
"He's probably just awakened early, occupied a few good seedlings with excellent talents, and used them to raise his own status. What I, Niu Batian, despise the most is this kind of rat who hides behind the scenes and creates momentum!"
"Whether his strength is strong or not, we have to fight with our fists to know!"
"According to you..." Old Immortal Qingyang's forehead overflowed with a trace of cold sweat, and he said cautiously.
"Now the situation is scattered and there is no order at all. I want to first establish the Myriad Demons Alliance, and then use the name of the leader of the Myriad Demons Alliance to recruit demon race resurrections who are willing to join. After all, to quickly rule the Central Region and even the Kunlun Realm, there must be enough Immortal King-level powerhouses to support it."
Niu Batian's face was full of arrogance, and his tone was unquestionable: "As for that human race surnamed Ye, I can give him a chance to follow me later, just to be a servant by my side."
"If he dares not to obey, I can use this as an excuse to clean him up myself! Beat him until he submits!"
"Think about it, even this kind of person has been subdued by me, who else would dare to be presumptuous in the future?"
Hearing this, Old Immortal Qingyang felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that Niu Batian wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and cleaning up Senior Ye was just an excuse.
This also shows how confident Niu Batian is in his own strength.
"Old fellow, watch carefully, the next era belongs to me, Niu Batian!"
Niu Batian came outside the hall, his voice was like thunder, and he was eager to show his skills and achieve a supreme hegemony in the Kunlun Realm.
Looking at the back of Niu Batian's bullish aura, Old Immortal Qingyang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile:
"Hehe, I hope so..."
For some reason, he always felt that there was a big "Danger" character on Niu Batian's head!
Soon.
A piece of news swept across the Central Region like a storm, causing an uproar in the resurrection circle!
It turned out that the Myriad Demons Alliance was officially established, and the leader Niu Batian called on the vast ancient demon race to actively join.
The most outrageous thing is that he also released harsh words to the outside world very strongly. If there are any demon races who don't give him face, they will be regarded as enemies in the future.
It's simply a blatant threat, extremely domineering!
At the same time, when they learned that Niu Batian had taken the lead in being promoted to the Immortal Emperor realm, all the ancient cultivators who knew his origins secretly complained in their hearts.
"Damn it, why did this stupid cow become the Immortal Emperor? With his stinky and stubborn temper, wouldn't he turn the Central Region upside down?"
"Establishing the Myriad Demons Alliance and becoming the leader himself, it is obvious that he wants to use the demon race as pawns to rule the Kunlun Realm!"
"This stupid cow has such great ambitions, why doesn't he pee and take a look at himself?"
"Fellow Daoist, be careful in your words and deeds. Niu Batian is now in the Immortal Emperor realm. He was once a prestigious powerhouse in the Tianniu clan. Ordinary Immortal Emperors have to go around him when they encounter him, let alone our group of Immortal Kings!"
"Hey, now that he has gained power, we will all suffer in the future!"
The ancient cultivators active in various places are very dissatisfied with Niu Batian's behavior, but they dare not stand up and oppose him. They can only vent their grievances in private.
After all, Niu Batian comes from the Tianniu clan. The Tianniu clan is the top royal family among the demon clan. Each one is a natural warrior, and their strength and physique are among the best, and their vitality is extremely tenacious.
In addition, Niu Batian has returned to his peak, and he is more qualified to look down upon the heroes of the world.
It is no exaggeration to say that he can suppress tens of thousands of Immortal Kings with one hand!
This is why Niu Batian is so arrogant, and many ancient cultivators can only swallow their anger.
Interestingly, although the first Immortal Emperor to appear was a demon race, after learning that it was Niu Batian, the rest of the demon race resurrections did not have any joy, but instead hated him very much.
They know Niu Batian inside and out, and know that this is a stupid cow with courage but no brains, and is self-righteous!
Even if they are willing to join the Myriad Demons Alliance, they will not get much benefit, and can only serve as the lowest-level workers, at their beck and call.
Whoever wants to be such a fool can go!
As a result.
An embarrassing scene appeared.
Just after Niu Batian finished speaking, the grand scene he expected did not appear.
The registration office was deserted.
Niu Batian stood alone in the wind in a mess, with countless question marks appearing on his forehead.
What's going on?
Are you really not giving me, Niu Batian, face?!
Obviously.
Because Niu Batian only has martial power, but no brains, and no demon personality charm, the rest of the ancient demon races do not recognize him.
Although this is the case, these great demons did not stand up and sing the opposite, but chose to collectively retreat, wanting to use this to make Niu Batian retreat in spite of difficulties.
After all, if you can't afford to provoke them, can't you hide?
I just don't give face, what can you do to me?!
If you have the guts, find them one by one to settle accounts. Even if a great demon falls, there are still thousands of great demons!
Realizing he was being isolated, Niu Batian was consumed with rage. Boiling flames erupted from his head, and scorching air blasted from his nostrils.
"Alliance Leader Niu, please calm down…"
Qingyang Laoxian watched Niu Batian's discomfiture, secretly gloating, but on the surface, he feigned righteous indignation, as if sticking up for him.
"Damn it, they actually dare to defy me! Do they really think I won't go looking for trouble with them?!"
None of the ancient great demons had come to the scene, as if they had discussed it beforehand. This infuriated the proud Niu Batian, making him feel utterly humiliated.
"Old Goat, you explain this!"
Qingyang Laoxian, singled out and questioned, secretly lamented his fate. Forcing a stiff smile, he braced himself and said, "Perhaps… everyone wanted to give you a surprise?"
"I'll surprise your mother!!!"
Niu Batian flew into a rage, flashed in front of him, and slapped him to the ground, fuming with anger.
Surprise?
You tell me, what the hell is a surprise?
This is clearly disrespecting me, Niu Batian!
Qingyang Laoxian lay on the ground, his face contorted in pain, his bones feeling as if they were about to fall apart, a trickle of crimson blood escaping from the corner of his mouth, his heart filled with frustration and bitterness.
"Humph!"
Niu Batian turned around, his eyes filled with anger and determination. "Since none of you take me seriously, then I might as well kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, as a warning to others."
Not long after.
Niu Batian, the Alliance Leader of the Myriad Demons Alliance, once again issued a harsh statement, his target directly pointing at the strongest cultivation force in the Central Region,
"Within five days, the Xuantian Holy Land must send someone to surrender to my Myriad Demons Alliance, otherwise, not a single dog or chicken will be left alive, all will be slaughtered!"
As soon as these words came out, countless cultivators were stunned.
Damn, is he serious?
They were all well aware that the Myriad Demons Alliance was currently just an empty shell, and Alliance Leader Niu Batian was essentially a lone commander, only possessing the qualifications to be so arrogant because of his Immortal Emperor cultivation.
But the Xuantian Holy Land had the renowned Senior Ye guarding it. Rumors about his identity had spread like wildfire during this period, shrouded in a layer of mystery.
Therefore, Niu Batian's actions were a direct declaration of war against Senior Ye!
Recently, opinions have been divided on who is stronger between the two.
Aside from the fanatic fans, most rational cultivators were worried, feeling that Senior Ye was likely in grave danger this time.
After all, Niu Batian's background and cultivation were there for all to see. How many in the Central Region could confront him head-on?
In an instant.
The atmosphere in the Central Region was filled with oppression and tension.
All forces were silently paying close attention, not daring to say a word.
If the Xuantian Holy Land bowed its head, it would mean that Niu Batian had won in this contest, which would further fuel his arrogance.
Objectively speaking, everyone hoped that Senior Ye could take action to deter this lawless mad bull!
Just as a battle was about to break out.
In an elegant teahouse.
Two figures sat face to face, leaning against the outermost railing. A teapot, teacups, candied fruits, melon seeds, and peanuts were placed on the table.
One was a middle-aged man with a full forehead, dignified appearance, and dressed as a scholar. His eyes contained a restrained divine light. At this moment, he put down the folding fan in his hand, carefully picked up the teapot, and proactively poured tea for the old man in the blue robe in front of him, to show his respect.
In the teacup, the tea water was amber in color, and a rich tea fragrance permeated the air.
The middle-aged man's name was Zhang Qingzheng, and his identity was also that of a Resurgent, his cultivation level being surprisingly at the Ninth Heaven of Immortal King.
If other ancient cultivators were present, they would definitely be very surprised, because this once-respected and prestigious Confucian Immortal was actually taking the initiative to lower his posture to pour tea for an old man!
However, if they knew the old man's identity, they would probably instantly feel that it was reasonable.
Only because this old man had a great background!
The old man was dressed in a blue robe, carried a long sword on his back, and looked ordinary, with nothing special about him, except for his deep eyes, which seemed to be able to see through anyone's secrets.
Zhang Qingzheng's attitude was very respectful, "Senior, please have some tea."
"Mm."
The old man in the blue robe picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"I didn't expect that demon bull to advance to the Immortal Emperor realm so quickly. It's really unreasonable! I think there must be something fishy about this!" Zhang Qingzheng said indignantly.
"The secret behind this is no longer important."
The old man in the blue robe frowned: "Now that demon bull is relying on his cultivation to prepare for a big fight, and our human race is currently at a disadvantage."
"It's a pity that if the Senior could restore his former glory, he would definitely be able to split that self-righteous demon bull with a single sword. How could it be his turn to act recklessly?" Zhang Qingzheng sighed regretfully.
Being from the ancient era, he knew how powerful this old man in the blue robe was, at least he was once incomparably glorious.
During his prime, the old man in the blue robe's cultivation was at the Sixth Heaven of Immortal Emperor, his Immortal Wheel even reaching the Seventh Revolution, and he also mastered the extremely rare Heavenly-grade Sword Intent. His Qinglian Sword Art shook the Kunlun Realm,
He was respectfully called by the world, the Qinglian Sword Immortal!
Unexpectedly.
After a long period of time, when Zhang Qingzheng saw this old senior again, the other party's cultivation had actually regressed to the First Heaven of Immortal King, and even the aura on his body was vaguely unstable, as if there was still a very serious hidden illness in his body…
Even so.
Relying on the Qinglian Sword Art and the legendary Heavenly-grade Sword Intent, the other party's current strength could completely crush him!
Within the Resurgent circle, this one is also a recognized representative of the human race!
The Qinglian Sword Immortal shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, there is no need to mention the past again…"
As for why he would fall to this point, he has not revealed even half of it to the outside world until now, as if the past is unbearable to look back on. It was my indiscretion."
Seeing this, Zhang Qingzheng's face was full of apologies, and he quickly tactfully changed the subject.
"Speaking of that Bull Demon, it has already aimed its spearhead at the Xuantian Holy Land, which is the strongest human force in the Central Region. Moreover, there is Senior Ye, whose identity is mysterious, sitting in town. Who do you think will be better?"
Recently, Niu Batian's coercion against the Xuantian Holy Land has become the most watched focus in the Central Region.
Everyone wants to know, facing Niu Batian in the Immortal Emperor realm, how will that Senior Ye, who is rumored to be miraculous, respond?
If the Xuantian Holy Land really sends someone to seek peace, then who is strong and who is weak will be clear at a glance.
In the future, the entire Central Region will respect the demon clan!
This is a scene that they, as humans, are unwilling to see!
Hearing this.
A flash of light flashed in Qinglian Sword Immortal's eyes, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "When I was adventuring in the Kunlun Realm, I knew many Immortal Emperors, but I have never heard of an Immortal Emperor surnamed Ye. As for many of you guessing that his original identity was very likely to be Immortal Venerable, I have always maintained a skeptical attitude about this."
Back then, he was at the top level of the Immortal Emperor realm. Because his reputation was too loud, many strong people wanted to befriend him, so he basically greeted the Immortal Emperors of the same realm. His network was quite wide.
In addition, there were even several Immortal Venerable-level giants who personally extended olive branches to him, wanting to recruit him.
Until today.
Qinglian Sword Immortal can still recall the feeling of seeing Immortal Venerable-level powerhouses, and knows how terrifying the gap between the two is.
He is unwilling to believe that a giant of that level of immortality would give up the opportunity to go to the Immortal Realm, but instead choose to stay in the downcast Kunlun Realm, enduring the pain of his cultivation regressing, and demeaning himself to compete with their group of cultivators for immortal opportunities.
It's like a businessman who is rich enough to rival a country, abandoning a life of fine clothes and jade food, and luxury, but insisting on running to a poor and remote small village, digging food in the fields with a group of lowly people, eating chaff and vegetables, and gnawing on cornbread!
Isn't this just looking for trouble?
Therefore, Qinglian Sword Immortal expressed deep doubts in his heart about the statement about Senior Ye's identity.
He felt that the worst outcome would be that the Xuantian Holy Land sent someone to take the initiative to seek peace, and that Senior Ye, whose identity was mysterious, would also be beaten back to his original form, and his prestige would be gone.
"This..."
Seeing that this old man in green shirt was not optimistic about Senior Ye, Zhang Qingzheng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
He still had strong expectations, hoping that Senior Ye could represent human cultivators and suppress Niu Batian's arrogance.
It seems that this is just wishful thinking!
"Alas, now that things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time." Zhang Qingzheng shook his head and sighed, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Although the tea was fragrant, he only felt bitter and had no interest at all.
"Don't worry, if that demon bull continues to act recklessly, I will be prepared for the worst and win a bright future for my human race."
Qinglian Sword Immortal's tone was very calm, and his old voice contained a resolute determination.
In his deep and vicissitudes of life eyes, a bright sword-shaped light flashed.
That was impressively Heavenly Grade Sword Intent!
Even if this former Great Sword Immortal's cultivation has regressed severely, he still has the courage to take risks and point his sword at the Immortal Emperor!
Looking at this gray-haired, weathered old man in green shirt, Zhang Qingzheng couldn't help but feel a sour nose, stood up and cupped his hands, his voice slightly trembling,
"Here, I represent all fellow Taoists, thank you, Senior…"
Soon.
The deadline has passed.
Faced with Niu Batian's shouting, the Xuantian Holy Land did not respond at all.
This made countless nervous cultivators feel unbelievable.
What's the situation?
You should at least make a sound!
"What's going on? Why can't I understand?" Some cultivators were confused and very puzzled by the Xuantian Holy Land's approach.
"Haha, I understand. The Xuantian Holy Land doesn't take the threat of that demon bull seriously at all, so it doesn't even have the slightest response!" Someone clapped their hands excitedly and shouted.
Once this statement was made, it quickly spread in the Central Region.
Everyone suddenly realized and a deep sense of admiration emerged in their hearts.
The Xuantian Holy Land can have such confidence, obviously with Senior Ye backing it up. Its attitude is Senior Ye's attitude!
The reason for choosing to ignore it is because Niu Batian, from beginning to end, did not enter Senior Ye's eyes!
This is a naked contempt.
Nothing was said, but everything was said.
I don't want to bother with you at all!
Because you… are completely unqualified!!!
Just as the outside world was talking about it.
Taixuan Prefecture is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, hanging festive red lanterns. People coming and going, if they have a close relationship, will cup their fists and congratulate each other when they meet, saying with a smile:
Happy New Year!
According to the Taixuan Prefecture cultivation world's calendar, every hundred years is a cycle, called the Great Year.
On this day, cultivators will visit each other to pay New Year's greetings, send the gifts they have prepared, and say auspicious and wishful words of blessing, and the Great Dao will be evergreen.
Xuantian Holy Land.
The interior is a lively scene.
Many disciples are busy arranging and decorating everything for the New Year.
Even the elders who are usually unsmiling and often have a straight face will cup their fists and signal on this special day, sending New Year's blessings with a smile.
Their faces are filled with joyful smiles, and everyone looks beaming.
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"
As the Holy Son, Lin Duxiu also does not have any airs on this day. Facing the disciples and elders coming and going, he will smile kindly, cup his fists, and send blessings.
This is etiquette!
"Hi hi hi~"
"Brother Lin, I'm here!"
A young man with half black and half white hair, and a slightly cheap smile, walked towards Lin Duxiu, waving his hand to say hello.
Taixuan Prefecture celebrates the Great Year, and the Xuantian Holy Land, as a local force, will naturally make preparations in a lively manner.
Although Ji Baxiao is not a cultivator from Taixuan Prefecture, he has also received an invitation from Lin Duxiu to come and participate in the Xuantian Holy Land's New Year's Eve ceremony.
"Brother Ji, Happy New Year." Lin Duxiu cupped his fists and smiled.
"You're good, I'm good, everyone is good!"
Ji Baxiao walked with a gust of wind, with a smile on his face.
When he came to the front, Ji Baxiao suddenly looked around vigilantly, and then lowered his voice to Lin Duxiu and said:
"Brother Lin, the outside world is closely watching your affairs with the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance. I just want to ask, what is Senior Ye's attitude towards that Bull Alliance Master?"
This time he came here specifically, on the one hand, he was invited to participate in the New Year's Eve ceremony, and on the other hand, he wanted to take this opportunity to explore the truth and understand the real internal information.
After all, if his biggest backer falls, it will really be difficult to move forward in the future.
During this period, Ji Baxiao also heard how powerful the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance Master is, an ancient creature that is countless times stronger than the aloof Immortal King.
This scared him enough, and he felt that Ye Junlin might be in danger. During this time, he was worried, and now he seized the opportunity and quickly ran over to find out.
Lin Duxiu seemed to have expected his friend to come and ask, smiled and waved his hand and said:
"We've been busy with the New Year's Eve, we're too lazy to pay attention to that guy. According to Senior Ye's meaning, let's talk about it after the New Year."
Hearing this completely dismissive tone, Ji Baxiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart couldn't help but get excited.
It seems that, as the rumors say, Senior Ye doesn't take the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance Master seriously at all!
In that case, he doesn't have to worry about anything!
"Brother Lin, where is my big brother?"
"Your big brother is with Senior Ye, I'll take you there."
"Okay!"
Upstairs in the pavilion.
Ye Junlin stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the lively scene in front of him through the railing, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers he heard in his ears, his eyes revealed a strong look of reminiscence, and he sighed:
"This kind of festive atmosphere reminds me of when I was in my hometown."
As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Because he stayed in Taixuan Prefecture, the time was relatively accurate, and he could also experience the festive atmosphere of celebrating the New Year here.
I didn't expect that the New Year's flavor of the Xuantian Holy Land is so strong, it suddenly aroused his feeling of celebrating the New Year in Blue Star.
Hearing this, Hong Qianye behind him murmured softly: "I really don't know what kind of place the master's hometown will be."
For some reason, he always felt that the young man's back looked a little lonely and lonely, as if he was out of tune with this world.
Is it an illusion?
"Take it and read!"
Hearing this, Li Wujie skillfully took out a blue book from his arms.
"What do you mean?" Hong Qianye frowned, not knowing what the other party meant.
"In the book, you can find the answer." Li Wujie said seriously.
Hong Qianye took the blue book suspiciously, and saw the words "The Legend of Senior Ye" written on the cover.
Suddenly.
His forehead was full of black lines, and he felt very speechless.
This guy is hopeless…
Hong Qianye didn't say anything, and directly stuffed the blue book back, which made Li Wujie feel confused.
I kindly gave it to you to read, but you are still unhappy?
Do you know that this book is a limited edition in Dongyu now?
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind, "Big brother! I'm here to wish you a Happy New Year!"
Ji Baxiao walked quickly, cupping his fists and smiling: "I wish big brother's swordsmanship will get better and better, and he will reach the peak of swordsmanship as soon as possible!"
As soon as this was said, Li Wujie was delighted.
Li Wujie patted Ji Baxiao on the shoulder and laughed happily, "Good, good, then I will take my second brother's good words!"
Ji Baxiao looked at Hong Qianye again and said loudly: "I wish Sect Leader Hong good luck in the New Year, a bright future, and disciples all over the heavens and worlds!"
Hong Qianye didn't want to pay attention to this glib-tongued young man, but after hearing these words, the cold expression on his face softened, and a rare smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, nodding, "Thank you for your kind words."
"Hehe."
Ji Baxiao scratched his head.
The recent "Emotional Intelligence" is really worth reading!
Then.
He looked at the slender figure, couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and quickly strode over, cupping his fists and congratulating Ye Junlin:
"The little one wishes Senior Ye good luck, surplus every year, congratulations on getting rich, good fortune, five blessings, always smiling, good luck, wish come true, step by step, wealth rolling in, smooth sailing, peace every year, joy, six harmony in spring…"
Ye Junlin: "? ? ?" After Ji Ba Xiao uttered a string of blessings, Ye Junlin was almost dumbfounded.
Good heavens, so you think you have a large vocabulary, huh?
"Finally, here I wish Senior Ye, a long and prosperous path, and eternal life!"
After Ji Ba Xiao finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, which shows that this was also a considerable challenge for him.
The expressions on everyone's faces were strange.
"Brother Ji, you really are…" Lin Duxiu smiled wryly, once again refreshing his understanding of this longtime friend.
Li Wujie was amused and gave a thumbs up, saying, "Second brother, you really are a talent!"
"Overpraise, overpraise." Ji Ba Xiao's tone was slightly modest, but the smugness on his face could not be concealed.
"Alright, I've received your blessings, thank you for the auspicious words!" Ye Junlin said unhappily.
This kid is really a treasure!
"Everyone's here." Gou Buli, wearing a black and yellow Taoist robe, walked in with his hands tucked into his sleeves and a face full of smiles, looking quite presentable.
"This is…" Ji Ba Xiao noticed the aura on the other person's body and said in surprise.
"This is Senior Gou, from the ancient Celestial Dog clan, and now he is an honorary elder of our Xuantian Holy Land," Lin Duxiu introduced.
"Hehe, hello little fellow." Gou Buli said with a smile.
For some reason, when he saw Ji Ba Xiao, he always felt that they were kindred spirits to some extent, and felt a sense of closeness!
"Lick, Licking Dog clan?"
Ji Ba Xiao almost suspected that he had misheard, and looked up and down at the old man again, "So, he's an old licking dog…"
Gou Buli: "?"
This young man, not only does he have bad ears at a young age, but his brain is also not working well?
It's the Celestial Dog clan, not the Licking Dog clan!
You can say that I am a dog, but you absolutely cannot say that I am a licking dog!!
This is a matter of principle!
"Actually, Little Ji is not wrong, you were indeed Empress Fu Yao's licking dog before." Ye Junlin thought for a moment and said seriously.
Gou Buli: "…"
Fellow Daoist Ye, it's embarrassing for me to hear you say that!
"By the way, since it's the New Year, does the Holy Land have any programs planned? Like cross-talk, skits, singing, dancing, cotton-fluffing, and stuff like that." Ye Junlin's expression changed slightly as he asked curiously.
Lin Duxiu's face was solemn, "Don't worry, Senior Ye, we didn't have any before, but as long as it's your request, the Xuantian Holy Land will fully cooperate. In the past few days, the Holy Lord has personally taken care of this matter to ensure that every program is wonderful!"
"Not bad." Ye Junlin nodded.
Ji Ba Xiao perked up and volunteered, raising his hand, "Everyone, I also have talent to show!"
"You?!"
Everyone looked over in unison, their eyes full of suspicion.
Li Wujie seemed to have thought of something, and said with an unnatural expression, "Second brother, although your courage is commendable, on this special day, it would be inappropriate to put on that kind of performance in front of everyone."
"Brother Ji, put away your divine power! Don't cause trouble!" Lin Duxiu also thought of the last time and his face changed instantly, and he quickly dissuaded him.
After all, Ji Ba Xiao's newly improved Yin-Yang Divine Art is still vivid in their minds and unforgettable.
If such a strange divine power were used in the Xuantian Holy Land, many disciples and elders would be deeply trapped in it, which would definitely cause chaos on the scene!
"What do you mean?" Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, wondering if there was something new that he didn't know about.
"Master, this is the thing, the last time I went to the Yin-Yang Holy Land…" Li Wujie's expression was a little embarrassed, and he explained everything in detail.
"Whoa!"
After learning what happened, Ye Junlin looked at Ji Ba Xiao with a look of surprise, as if he was looking at some rare treasure.
This ability is good, it can relieve boredom when you're bored!
In the future, if you want to watch a movie, do you still need to worry?
Direct 3D stereo surround sound, giving you a flying-like experience!
"Ahem, I can understand your desire to show your talent, but this is the New Year, it's not suitable to watch this kind of thing."
Ye Junlin coughed a few times deliberately and said seriously.
"Ah, this…"
Ji Ba Xiao seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue, and took two steps back.
He was in a depressed mood, feeling that his great talent had nowhere to be displayed, and said helplessly: "Since that's the case, then I don't have anything to perform…"
Suddenly, he felt a pat on his shoulder.
Ji Ba Xiao turned his head to look, only to see Gou Buli looking at him with a smile, that smile was extremely obscene.
"Old licking dog, what are you going to do?" Ji Ba Xiao became alert, and couldn't help but clamp his legs together and frantically lift his crotch.
"Young man, although you can't perform in front of the public, you can come to me when you have time. I'm quite interested in your special talent. We have the same interests…"
Gou Buli chuckled.
You must know.
The Void Mirror he used to peep at the fairies taking a bath has been broken, and he no longer has his favorite entertainment channel, which makes him feel like he's missing something during this time.
Now, when he learned that the Yin-Yang Diagram performed by Ji Ba Xiao can directly immerse people in countless exciting and passionate erotic scenes, Gou Buli was instantly greatly interested!
Who knew.
Ji Ba Xiao looked disgusted, "Do you still need this with your status? Why not just find a few dogs to demonstrate for you? How simple is that!"
He felt that it was a waste of talent to use the Yin-Yang Diagram on Gou Buli.
Gou Buli stared with his titanium alloy-like dog eyes, and said with agitated emotions:
"What are you talking about, kid? My tastes are the same as you humans, okay!"
Ji Ba Xiao was stunned, and then quickly admitted his mistake, "Sorry, sorry, I misunderstood, so we really are kindred spirits."
At this time, Canglang Jun shouted from downstairs: "Everyone, come down quickly, the show is about to start!"
"Let's go."
Ye Junlin and the others left the pavilion and headed towards their destination.
On the open-air plaza.
The crowd was a dense, endless sea of people.
"First of all, as the Holy Master of the Xuan Tian Holy Land, I have three points to make regarding this annual meeting…"
Jiang Tianming, tall and imposing, with a dignified expression and the air of one long accustomed to high positions, stood with his hands behind his back at the center of the stage, ready to deliver an important speech.
The surrounding disciples and elders wore gloomy expressions, knowing this was an indispensable part of every annual meeting.
Sometimes, when his enthusiasm rose, he would talk non-stop; he might say three points, but in reality, it would be a deluge!
But this time, with Ye Junlin present, this was destined to be a different kind of annual meeting!
"Little Jiang, stop yapping and come down quickly; we're still waiting to watch the performances." Ye Junlin, after taking his seat, shouted impatiently.
What he hated most was this kind of leadership speech!
A pure waste of time!
When he was studying in his previous life, he had countless times wanted to say to those leaders on the stage: Would you die if you said a few words less?!
Therefore, Ye Junlin deeply loathed this kind of leadership speech, and as long as he was present, he would resolutely prevent such behavior!
"Uh,"
Jiang Tianming was instantly choked, his expression incomparably awkward.
You must know that he had prepared a full hundred pages of speech for this annual meeting.
Now, it was all useless!
Such a pity…
Of course, Jiang Tianming dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, but instead, with a flattering smile, said: "Senior Ye, I'll come down right away."
Then he scurried away from the center of the stage, his previous dignified and domineering appearance vanished.
Seeing this scene, the hearts of the cultivators were filled with unspeakable joy, and they looked at Ye Junlin with awe and gratitude.
Supreme Holy Master, wise indeed!
Soon.
Rounds of performances began to be staged in turn.
As for the props used, they were all provided free of charge by Canglang Jun; he used his forgery abilities to provide all kinds of immortal artifacts, able to meet the needs of all the actors.
From a visual experience, it brought a good effect to everyone!
It was quite realistic!
On stage.
A handsome young man was kicked to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth; several men sneered repeatedly, and the tall man at the head crossed his arms, arrogantly saying: "Boy, I advise you to leave Xun'er, otherwise you'll suffer in the future!"
The young man wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth, saying: "Why?"
"Because you're just a piece of trash with a useless spiritual root; a waste like you still has the nerve to associate with Xun'er? Take a piss and look in the mirror; are you worthy?"
"Hmph, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; don't bully a young man for being poor! I, Xiao Yan, swear that one day I will make you regret it!!"
… …
On the main seat, Ye Junlin's expression was strange.
Putting aside singing, dancing, and playing musical instruments, this skit arrangement was quite something.
The plots were either about a waste striving for success, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, or the domineering immortal king falling in love with me.
"Senior Ye, the Holy Master just asked me to ask you if you are satisfied with these performances?" Lin Duxiu said.
Ye Junlin said: "It's okay, it's a bit interesting."
"That's good."
Lin Duxiu breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a relaxed smile.
As one performance after another ended, thunderous applause rang out from the audience, cheers filled the hall, and shouts of praise were constant.
At this time.
Standing at the center of the stage was a man with blue hair hanging down to his waist, a slender figure, and a handsome face.
The blue-haired man held a golden trident, his eyes were red, tears streamed down his face, and at this moment, he was saying his lines with emotional investment.
"Little Wu, we are finally going to be together again…"
And in front of him, lying a pink-skirted girl with rabbit ears, her eyes tightly closed.
After speaking, the blue-haired man took a deep breath, raised the golden trident in his hand, and a bright red halo appeared behind him, his long blue hair flying, and a strong wind blew.
The blue-haired man endured the pain and shouted in an almost hoarse voice:
"Re—vive——! My——love——!"
The voice contained a firm intention, full of unforgettable true feelings, which made countless female disciples' eyes moist, and two lines of moved tears flowed down.
"Heh heh," Ye Junlin touched his nose, only feeling that this kind of forced sensational lines were very awkward.
Just as the emotions in the audience reached their climax, a muffled thunder-like cow cry suddenly came from the sky, resounding over the entire Tai Xuan State.
Moo~! !
This deep and heavy cow cry contained a frightening and trembling anger.
Countless cultivators in Tai Xuan State were startled, and the festive atmosphere of joy was instantly broken; the terrifying aura, like a vast ocean, spread to every corner of the land.
"Damn it!"
The blue-haired man couldn't even hold the trident steady and fell to the ground in fright.
And that rabbit-eared girl who was just pretending to be dead was even more frightened, opening her eyes and screaming repeatedly.
Instantly, the audience was in chaos.
"What's going on?!" Everyone asked in surprise.
"This aura, could it be…" Gou Buli's expression changed slightly, and he immediately knew who had come.
In the distant horizon, a huge demonic wind swept over, and a cow-headed figure with an extremely oppressive aura quickly broke into the Xuan Tian Holy Land; all the defensive formations were destroyed in an instant, losing their function.
Niu Batian's face was full of rage, his nostrils spewing hot air, a bright immortal wheel shining behind him, his whole body shrouded in a dense energy mist, his eyes as bright as the sun, dazzling like this.
The muffled sound was like a grand bell, shaking the entire Xuan Tian Holy Land.
"The Alliance Master of the Myriad Demons Alliance is here!"
"You surnamed Ye, quickly come out and accept your punishment!"