Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

135 Dress Up
The three great sages booked a small inn in the city, where they drank and practiced every day for the next few days, quietly waiting for the meeting to invite relatives.

As for Mo Chen, he had nowhere to go, so he nestled with them.

He didn't dare to leave, after all, if he left, that stinky Taoist priest Shen Gongbao would definitely call his door.And he always had a bad premonition in his heart, always feeling that something would go wrong in this marriage recruitment conference.

In this case, it is naturally the safest to follow the three great sages. After all, their strength is profound and their mana is so powerful that few people can do anything to them.

Time passed quickly, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the day that was scheduled for the wedding meeting.

Early on, there were little demons from the Long Live Demon Kingdom beating drums and gongs in the city gates, announcing everywhere that the wedding ceremony was held in the central square of the Demon City. Husband-in-law.

Therefore, all the gods and demons in the city, no matter whether they used supernatural powers or magic spells, cleaned themselves up neatly, so on this day, on the streets of the entire city, no matter where they were, there were little faces.

The past ten or so days have passed quite peacefully, and the stinky Taoist priest Shen Gongbao didn't look for him once, presumably he knew Mo Chen was in the city and didn't bother to pay attention.

"Let's go, everyone, what are you talking about!"

The Bull Demon King stood at the door of the inn early in the morning, yelling loudly.

"I'm coming……"

Peng Demon King and Jiao Demon King both responded in unison and came out of the room one after another.

Originally, there were two majestic monster sages, but now they tidied themselves up neatly, showing no murderous looks, and turned into two handsome young men, one sunny and handsome, the other melancholy and handsome, both belonged to the killer type of girls , Well, there is still a faint fragrance on my body.

This?
Mo Chen stared blankly, what's going on?
The Bull Demon King's face darkened, and he said: "My dear brother, didn't you agree to be my elder brother? Are you dressed like this?"

The seven great sages are all divided into spheres of influence. The demon clan on Xihe Niuzhou is basically led by the Bull Demon King. The Peng Demon King’s lair is in Nanzhan Buzhou. As for Dongsheng Shenzhou, it is the foundation of Taoism In this land, there is no such thing as a powerful demon king.

The Long Live Fox Kingdom is in Niuzhou, Xihe, so this time, it is natural that the Bull Demon King is responsible for recruiting relatives.

"Brother, we just saw the kids all over the street, all of them making people look like dogs, thinking in our hearts that we can't lose the momentum of our seven great sages." Peng Demon King said confidently, and Jiao Demon King nodded in agreement.

The big copper bell-like eyeballs of the Bull Demon King gave the two of them a big roll of their eyes, and said, "Why are you recruiting a relative? It's so gaudy. Let me tell you, if the little beauty chooses us by then, she will steal her away." Let's go, is it so troublesome to use?"

This old cow has no intention of following the idea of ​​the jade-faced fox at all, and many powerful demons who come here probably have this idea. When the recruiting meeting starts, it's okay to choose them. If they are chosen from time to time, This group of lawless old monsters must have done it.

As for marrying the jade-faced fox and avenging Yang Jian?The Bull Demon King and the rest of the great saints didn't even think about it. They went to fight with the three-eyed man when their brains were flooded. They were all demons who walked over in those years. Who didn't know their weight and dared to go to the Lord? trouble?

Therefore, the jade-faced fox's idea was wrong at the beginning. No one in this world can rely on it, and can only rely on its own strength.

……

Meishan, Erlang Zhenjun Hall.

There were two people sitting on the ground in the hall, drinking.One of them was wearing a cloud fan crown on his head, a hydration suit, a silk sash around his waist, and hemp shoes on his feet. He was such a handsome and extraordinary Taoist priest.

As for the other person, it was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who looked very immature, with a piece of red silk wrapped around his upper body, with a faint precious light on it, obviously not a mortal thing, but Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui in the sky.

But seeing Yang Jian holding the wine glass, he said: "Your brother is not busy training heavenly soldiers, how come you have time to come to Meishan, my brother?"

Nezha smiled slightly, and asked back: "Oh? So, it seems that Nezha is not welcome in the dojo of the second brother?" After speaking, he stood up and looked like he was going to leave.

"Don't, don't, just kidding, Yang Jian doesn't have many close friends in the Three Realms. In the past, Meishan was cold, so I welcome my virtuous brother." Yang Jian held Nezha's hand and stopped him.

"However, my brother is definitely not here to drink for my brother this time. There must be something wrong." Yang Jian said confidently as if he had seen through something.

Nezha gave a wry smile and kept shaking his head. He said, "Second Brother is as observant as ever, and you can't hide anything from you."

He came to Meishan this time not simply to find Yang Jian for a drink, there was indeed something that made him hesitate.

"Don't say it, don't say it, let me guess." Yang Jian looked at Nezha's face with great interest and said, "I think someone invited you to descend to the lower world to descend the demons. You are a bit shameless, but you don't want to go."

"Second Brother, you already know." Nezha was a little surprised. Erlang God has been practicing in Meishan for many years, and he doesn't ask about the affairs of the Heavenly Court. How could he know so clearly?
"Can my second brother not know about such a big matter? Those two from Gochen Palace and Ziwei Palace have mobilized millions of heavenly soldiers and many immortal kings of the human race. Can you hide it from your second brother?"

When Yang Jian said this, he looked righteous and said: "You know that this matter is no small matter. If you go, you will be on the opposite side of my uncle."

"This..." Nezha frowned slightly, and said with hesitation in his eyes: "But we were working under their Ji family after all, and it's just a demon from the lower realm, so it's okay?"

"Nezha, you just didn't see through this. Ever since Lei Zhenzi and Bo Yikao became great emperors, have they ever put us brothers in their eyes? They pretend to be the masters of the Three Realms with their own power, but they just look at us To be a group of lackeys, even if we were conferred gods back then, in their view, it is entirely because of their Ji family that we are able to confer gods physically, and we owe them."

"To be honest, they also sent someone to invite me, and I refused on the spot. This is a struggle between the human race and the monster race, and they want to seize power from the Jade Emperor. You, don't worry, stay with the second brother Drinking and watching a show, or going to the Wahuang Palace to see the Nuwa Empress, is better than following them." Yang Jianyu said earnestly, his little brother has a first-class cultivation talent, and there is nothing to say about mana and supernatural powers. , is too obsessed with friendship, if people treat him well, he will dig his heart out.

Seeing that Nezha was still hesitant, Yang Jian thought about it and said again: "Well, you can ask Emperor Qinghua and see what the old man said about it?"

(End of this chapter)