Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 126
Thousands of miles of wilderness, dragon wilderness, and many folk customs, so it is not the Spring Festival of the Central Plains.However, the outskirts of Jinghuang, which is most influenced by the culture of the Central Plains, that is, the 24 guest hall control area, celebrates the Spring Festival.

They call it: Hakka Year.

People celebrate the Hakka Year, and demons are no exception.

In the early morning of this day, the white-tailed little green dragon, the God of Shengqu Cave, caught a sparrow early and flew to the Moon Lake on Qingcang Peak.

This is the lake of the tiankeng in the backyard of Zhenyue Zhenren.

Rumor has it that this lake was formed by a meteorite falling from the sky. The lake is bottomless, and the surrounding terrain is steep and inaccessible.

However, today, Moon Lake has completely changed its appearance.

From a bird's-eye view, the emerald blue lake is as quiet as ice sculptures and jade carvings. On the lake, there are row upon row of palaces and palaces, and the golden scenery is dazzling.

This is not the first time that the little blue dragon with a white tail has participated in the New Year's Eve celebration of Thousand Demons;
It is not the first time I have seen Baiyue Lake.

But in its long and narrow snake eyes, a look of shock and obsession still flashed.

When the sparrows landed and took a closer look, they saw that the huge Moon Worship Lake had already been covered with a thick layer of ice. On the ice, there were pavilions, elegant pavilions, incense altars, incense burners, bicong guizhang, and bells and chimes. , patchwork.

Although the water condenses out of the lake, under the huge scale and quantity, the style is still unabated, which is more pleasing to the eye.

'Suddenly there are many pavilions overnight, it is really a great supernatural power!When will I be able to have such a prodigious cultivation base? '

Seeing this, the little blue dragon with a white tail felt admiration and sighed secretly.

At this time, the evil spirits in the mountains have gradually gathered, strolling in the building complex that seems to be carved out of crystal.Or find friends to chat, or tweet to inquire about information, and wait for the event to be held.

The white-tailed little green dragon is no exception.

Wandering among them, inquiring about each other, only hate that the monster's body is too small, so inconvenient.

"I heard that the Wanchao Cave hangs pills to ask for materials. Has anyone exchanged the pills? Why don't you take them out and open your eyes with me?"

"Coincidentally, I changed a bottle of Gen Xuedan, which can cure thousands of poisons, tsk tsk, but it's a good thing."

"This is Gen Xuedan? Since it's a pill, why does it look like smoothie?"

"Look at your ignorant appearance, who said that pills must be in the shape of pills? Do you know why this pill is called Gen Xue? Look at this appearance, that's why."

"Long experience."

"I heard that Immortal Master Ming Chen is obsessed with alchemy. If he can come up with an alchemy formula that interests him, he can make it for free without giving the alchemy materials."

"Is there still this?"

"You don't know about this, right? The little god has a distant relative who works in the Fengming Cave. It is said that this Gen Xuedan was given by the Red Pheasant Empress herself..."

"Shengqu Dongshen, speaking of Immortal Elder Mingchen, it is said that when he first came to Jinghuang, you took him to the Hundred Birds Tea Party. You must know Immortal Elder Mingchen quite well, why don't you tell me about it?"

The white-tailed little blue dragon huddled among a bunch of evil spirits, inquiring about the latest information, chatting without wanting to talk about the topic, and turned to him, which made him startled.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking, the little god is just a guide, how can you talk about understanding? Don't dare to lie to everyone."

The white-tailed little green dragon hurriedly stopped modestly, unwilling to speak deeply.

I especially remember that when Immortal Elder Mingchen was ascended to the position of Wanchao Cave God, many evil spirits gathered in front of it to make friends.

But with the passage of time, this friendship soon faded.

Because everyone found out that the white-tailed little green dragon and Mingchen Xianchang had nothing to do with each other at all, they just met by chance.

That's right, how can He De get into the eyes of a fairy for a little demon who has not yet transformed?

Seeing the terrified appearance of the white-tailed little green dragon, all the demons despised it for missing the opportunity, and then changed the topic.

Seeing this, the little blue dragon with a white tail heaved a sigh of relief, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Two major events took place in the 24 guest hall this year.

One is that the Wanchao Cave changed hands;

The second is that Wanchao Caves hung alchemy for materials.

The former is too far away for many little demons, and can only be used as experience talk, but the latter has a greater impact.

So much so that it wanders among the group of monsters and hears so many demons talking about it.

This made the white-tailed little green dragon feel dazed, realizing what an opportunity he had missed!
In fact, what it likes the most is True Monarch Swallowing Clouds. After all, they are both descendants of true dragons, so they can support them to some extent.

However, among thousands of miles of thorns and thorns, the Jiao Snake family is already very large, so how could it, a mere snake spirit, be able to enter the Dharma Eye of True Monarch Tunyun?
Ugh!
Thinking of his blindness, the white-tailed little blue dragon became more and more depressed.

During the exchange of information, time passed quickly, and more and more evil spirits gathered on the Moon Worship Lake.

The outermost ones are the little goblins who have not yet enlightened, but are still a bit ignorant.

They claim to have broken away from the identity of beasts, but their abilities are no different from those of wild beasts. They are greedy for the incense rewarded by the 24 living room, but they dare not go deep, so they can only linger on the edge.

If there is any movement, it will escape into the forest.

Going a little further inside, there are no-world monsters who have already built remote caves, and can occasionally eat a few incense sticks.

They participated several times, familiar with the way, took the opportunity to exchange information, inquire about opportunities for cultivation, and even cultivation resources.

Going further in, the cultivation base of evil spirits is getting higher and higher, and even Jiazi's transformation into evil spirits can be found everywhere.

Those pavilions, towers and pavilions are also transformed by these evil spirits.

Among them, the majestic ice sculpture building in the center is the hall that only members of the 24 guest halls are eligible to enter, and it is also the place where the monsters yearn for.

Time flies, and the sun is setting towards the west.

The sky is getting darker, but a bright light suddenly rises from the bottom of the Moon Worship Lake, illuminating the wide lake surface and making the ice sculpture buildings more splendid.

New Year's Eve is about to start.

While the group of monsters were looking forward to it, they greeted each other, making the white-tailed little green dragon startled.

"Shengqu Cave God, please stay safe!"

The white-tailed little green dragon looked in amazement, and as far as he could see, his whole body was shocked, and he saw a young Taoist priest, smiling and bowing.

At this time, it was perched on an ice sculpture, and the Taoist priest bowed solemnly. He was dazed for a while, and it took a long time to react, and he bowed again and again.

"Little God Shengqu, I have met the Immortal Elder!"

"May the new year be better than the old one, and we will meet again by fate."

Mo Chuan greeted him, and then walked away. The little demons around him looked at him with curious expressions, and when he walked away, he looked at the little blue dragon with a white tail and said:

"Shengqu Cave God, who was that just now? A Taoist priest dares to come to the Thousand Demons Festival. His courage is astonishing."

The white-tailed little green dragon heard this kind of praise and derogation, and said strangely: "You don't know? He is the cave god of Wanchao, the immortal head of Mingchen."

"what?"

"Mingchen Immortal?"

The group of monsters was stunned, and suddenly turned their heads to chase after the figure, and saw the shadow of Zhuo Zhuo Dao looming in the shadow of the group of monsters.

"It is rumored that Immortal Master Mingchen has suppressed evil spirits for thousands of years, how could his aura... be so weak?" Some monsters said in shock.

"The Immortal Elder Mingchen is really virtuous and foolish, returning to nature, just like an emperor descending to the common people's house!" You Yao hurriedly sighed, his voice was as loud as a bell, flattering frantically, wishing to be in the ears of the Immortal Elder.

It's a pity, let the group of monsters be in various forms, and the Danqing Daoying has been submerged among the group of monsters, and gradually drifts away.

"Shengqu Cave God, it's hard for you to hide it from us!"

A voice that seemed to be accusation or flattery suddenly rang in his ears, scaring the white-tailed little green dragon into a stunned moment.

Before it could react, flattery and noisy words came again.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, congratulations, fellow Daoist!"

"If you are rich and noble, you will never forget each other. From now on, fellow daoist, you will rise to the top. Don't forget fellow daoist!"

The little blue dragon with a white tail raised its eyes and looked around, surrounded by monsters, its flattering words were like a spring breeze, blowing away the chill of Lajiu.

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I even recall that every night in Yaotai, the crystal palace pours fine wine.

Let's talk about Mo Chuan leisurely stepping on the magnificent scenery of the Moon Lake, and finally stepped into the Crystal Palace in the center of the lake.The big demon in front of the gate has good eyesight naturally, so he recognized Mo Chuan from afar, and hurriedly cleared his way to invite him.

After entering the palace, more than half of the twenty guest hall members had already arrived.

Mo Chuan glanced over, his eyelids twitched, and his heart fluttered.

I saw a few old acquaintances seated behind the desks at the front of the hall.

When one of them saw him, he was so excited that he stood up abruptly. With his lips twitching, he finally gave a serious look, patted his sleeves, and wiped off the dust to show his solemnity. Then he cupped his hands and said:
"Fellow Daoist Mingchen, we meet again after a long absence, see you today, and finally get what you want."

Before the words finished, Wei Lai was already grinning, his face full of joy.

(End of this chapter)