I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 306
"Yo, brother Qingjiao, your cultivation has improved." The monster who opened the curtain cupped his hands.

The blue-faced one-horned demon cultivator surrounded by the demon soldiers beside him seemed to be thinking about something, and when he heard someone calling beside him, he turned his gaze away.

Immediately, he saw the sedan chair and the demon cultivator inside the sedan chair.

He also raised his hand to salute, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be King Jinmao."

"The promotion of cultivation is still thanks to the elixir of the king, otherwise I don't know how long I will spend in this realm."

Jinmao Yaoxiu had two pricked ears on top of his head, and a slender beard growing beside his cheeks. Hearing the words of the blue-faced one-horned monster, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Yes, the elixir we got from the king is really good. It is top grade."

Then he lowered his voice a little: "Brother Qingjiao, to tell you the truth, I went to Renxiufang City to ask about this kind of elixir, but I didn't find the same one."

The blue-faced one-horned demon cultivator was surprised, his bulging eyes moved slightly: "Doesn't it mean that only the king has it..."

"Yes."

Before finishing speaking here, the demon cultivator in the iron feather coir raincoat folded his wings, and landed beside the two demon cultivators.

The monster in the iron feather coir raincoat wore a bamboo hat, and the crooked one showed a single eye.

The bird's beak turned into a black mask to cover the nose and mouth, and the voice was a little shrill, adding a bit of a hoarse voice: "March in a hurry, things are changing, I didn't expect to come to Daheishan for a banquet again."

"I thought brother Tie Yu would go early."

The iron-feathered coir raincoat monster gathers the blade-like feathers on his body, hides his hands in the coir coir raincoat, and walks with the wind blowing under his feet: "I met a short mouth on the road, said a few words, walked two steps slowly, and just walked with the two of you." .”

They were all beneficiaries of Yinhun Pill, so they naturally had the same topic, and this was the first time the new king hosted a banquet for them.

Everyone was more or less excited and a little apprehensive.

I also saw it last time, the red-haired real king Duan was a man who didn't talk too much, and he wiped out so many foundation-building monsters with a wave of his hand.

Without knowing the character of the new king, you still have to act in a low-key manner, listen more and watch more, talk less and do less.

After crossing the dojo platform, the golden-haired demon stepped out of the sedan chair, and the green-horned demon also dispatched its own demon soldiers. While talking, the three of them walked towards the main hall.

Qing Jiao pondered for a while and said, "I heard it's for the children's hundred days."

Tie Yu didn't have any feelings, and said casually: "Maybe the king is just looking for an excuse to see us again."

"The last time was not formal after all, this time is just right."

"Do you think the king is more like a human than a monster?"

The green-horned demon always felt that the king was more like a man than a monster, after all, he had never seen a monster who wanted to make a hundred-day wine for a child.

And it doesn't matter whether it's speech or manner, but the style of acting is the same.

"Your Majesty is a ghost cultivator, so of course he is more human than us."

"Furthermore, human cultivators walk the path of immortality more smoothly than us, so we naturally have to imitate it in order to become immortals." Jinmao Yaoxiu twirled the long beard at the corner of his mouth.

Why can't they see that this new king must have a lot of background, and he is definitely not a simple monster.

But this is not what they should care about.

Demon cultivators and ghost cultivators are also monks.

They stepped into practice by chance, and gradually understood what cultivation is from ignorance. What they pursue is not much different from human cultivation. They also want to become immortals and live forever.

Seeing Tie Yu walk into the hall, the short mouth who had already arrived said, "Tie Yu, you are so slow."

All the ghosts knew each other. Although they belonged to different mountains, they all belonged to Dahei Mountain. They usually looked down and saw each other when they looked up.

Moreover, it has only been three months since we met last time.

In three months, there were indeed no monsters who stepped into the main hall from the outer gate, and those who could enter the main hall belonged to the mainstay of Daheishan, and they were all monsters who were also very powerful in the foundation building period.

Demons and ghosts greet each other.

The palace complex on the top of Dahei Mountain is really magnificent, and the main hall is more than enough to accommodate thousands of monsters.

This time, four hundred tables were placed, stretching from the main hall to the entrance.

As long as there is a mountain top, the demon cultivators and ghost cultivators who step on the spiritual veins under their feet can occupy a table table, and their followers will stand by their side, or they will enter without any followers at all.

"Congratulations to Brother Malu. I heard that Brother Malu has won the trust of the king. I really envy others." Wen Zouzou, a white-faced ghost cultivator, bowed his hands and saluted.

"I don't know if His Majesty is looking for us this time, is there any other matters?"

"Is it just to celebrate the [-]th day for the little princess?"

"It shouldn't be that simple."

The demons and goblins who gathered around talked to Malu one after another, and there were compliments and inquisitiveness in their words.

Like Malu, Nie Quanjiu is busy dealing with other monsters.

However, the acquaintance monsters are all in the late stage and above.

This makes it necessary to mention three of the monks who are at the peak of foundation establishment.

The peak of foundation establishment is the cultivation base, and the cultivation base of the state of mind may have reached the fake alchemy, but because of the lack of resources to buy alchemy spiritual objects, and the lack of guidance from the teacher, the cultivation base is delayed here.

These three monks are Red Horned Manglong, Blue Eyed Ghost, and Ye Ling Niangniang.

It is also the object of Tu Shanjun's attention.

Other demon cultivators may be poor, and even daily food and clothing are problems.

However, these monks who occupy the small spiritual veins are definitely not in the embarrassment they imagined, let alone relying on such a simple environment to cultivate to the peak of foundation establishment.

20 to [-] may be too much, because they need to save up spirit stones to buy pill-forming items, so [-] should be no problem.

The blue-eyed ghost's eyes rolled: "Old ghost Nie, what kind of benefits the king promised you, made you spend so much time and effort. A certain family heard that you don't have much life, so you don't want to go out to seek the way, but stay in Montenegro honestly to serve the king. Take care of chores."

Hearing what the blue-eyed ghost said, the red-horned manglong who was watching the dancer dance couldn't help pricking up his ears.

Empress Ye Ling covered her mouth in a beautiful robe, and she smiled like a peony in bloom, and a voice like the sound of a clear spring rang out: "My family is also very curious, why should Brother Chijiao pretend to be serious, you have already straightened your ears, right? "

"Sister Ye Ling, don't want to wrong people. I'll listen to you in an open and honest manner. Why not?"

"The three kings don't want to make fun of the old man, they just want to repay the king's kindness, so there is no other reason." Nie Quanjiu cupped his hands slightly and said with a smile.

He wants to say that the king allowed him to form alchemy spiritual objects, these three guys may have some tricks.

Since ancient times, things are done in secret, and if they see people, they will be careless, even if they are done, they will fall through.

Those three people all had expressions of 'I believe you are a fool'.

If Nie Quanjiu didn't say anything, they couldn't keep asking.

As for this banquet, the other monsters knew very little, thinking that the king was going to give the child a hundred-day wine, and they already knew the actual situation.

It is one thing to cultivate a spiritual field, and the second is to buy a spiritual boat.

To buy a spirit boat, you need to get spirit stones. The purpose of the king gathering them is to make up for it.

But they still have to come.

Having no money and people not coming are two different concepts.

The former is poor, while the latter is arrogant and contemptuous.

It is easy to become the target of the king to kill the chickens and monkeys.

So they have to come, even if they bleed a little, take out a little of their wealth, and then cry poor, it is definitely better than not coming.

What's more, the king also said that even if the plan goes bankrupt in the end, you can use the ghost pill to fill up the borrowed spirit stones.

As beneficiaries, they all know that Yinhun Pill is a good thing.

The blue-eyed ghost silently thought about how many spirit stones it would be appropriate for him to take out, and it would be best if he could show his loyalty and not take too many.Then he cried poorly along the way, in case the king showed mercy, he could still make a fortune.

"Unfortunately, Manglong and Yeling don't say how much they get." The Biyan Ghost King sighed.

The vocal music pauses, and the dancer exits.

The monsters were whispering to each other and suddenly fell silent. They all knew what the disappearance of the vocal music meant.

The ghost king with red hair and black robe, with two horns on his head, walked into the main hall from the back hall with the child in his arms.

He has a tall and slender figure, a face like a crown jade, and eyes like bright stars.

The red hair loosely scattered on the back of the head is even more wild and uninhibited.

The purple-black ghost horns that grow from the junction of the forehead and the red hair flow with flickering patterns.

Not only did the ghost horn not destroy the whole, but it made the originally handsome Tu Shanjun a bit more majestic and solemn.

As soon as the ghost king took his seat, the girl Long'er in costume beside her chanted, "Huh."

"We'll wait."

"Meet the True King of Great Black Mountain."

"Mountain call."

"..."

"Call again!"

"..."

After going down three times in a row, all the monsters sat down under the signal of the ghost king.

Then it's time to sing greetings.

The congratulatory gifts were not particularly expensive, and I don't know where they got the news. At least half of the demons gave Tu Shanjun spirit wine, and there were many rare treasures, and some even gave their own legacy.

It's not easy for Tu Shanjun to tell the difference, these things are handed over to Miss Long'er, just accept all the orders and then give gifts in return.

Tu Shanjun, who was seated, put the child in the cradle beside him, and his eyes extended to the four hundred seats outside the hall.

He said loudly: "This should be the first time that I have sat down with you all."

"It coincides with the [-]th day of my son 'Tu Shan Jinghong', please come and have a drink with me." Said Tu Shanjun raised the wine bottle in front of him.

All the demons imitated the table and raised the wine bottles: "To the king."

"Please drink."

After drinking a glass of wine, Tu Shanjun caught a glimpse of the baby in the cradle opened his eyes, couldn't help but smile, put his palm on the side of the cradle, and murmured: "I'm a shocker in the world, drink three or two drinks, laugh at Fengge."

"Tu Shan is shocked, it should be so."

"..."

Tu Shanjun shook the spirit wine in the wine bottle, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Tu Shanjun is very familiar with drinking, and not only can he drink it by himself, but most importantly, he can also drink with others.

After two or three cups of spirit wine, the atmosphere of the banquet changed obviously.

It's not as stiff as it was at the beginning, although it's still cautious now, it's more harmonious and lively, and there are more conversations between goblins and ghosts.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost the same, Tu Shanjun signaled Long Er to carry the things up.

The maid carried the tripod into the main hall.

Then divide the meals made from Lingmi one by one.

Each demon cultivator and ghost cultivator had a large bowl in front of them, and the hall was immediately filled with the aroma of spiritual rice.

"Grumble!"

A pig-headed monster hurriedly pressed his stomach.

But the demons didn't pay attention at all, their eyes were all attracted by the food in front of them.

　I'm moving today, so the update is a bit late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)