I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

It was the first time the monk met someone who was so anxious to swear an oath. He knew that Shen Qinglan didn't want to go to the Western Regions, but he didn't say a word, which would suffocate him to death.

Today, no matter what, he will tell the whole secret.

Even if Shen Qinglan didn't want to go to the Western Regions, he still had to speak out.

After Shen Qinglan seriously swears the heart demon oath, she will immediately turn around and go back to her room.

The top leaders of the Tianyuan Continent worked so hard to build the broken tower, she believed that it could not be for the ownership of the broken islands in the East China Sea.

As for why, that is something no one in the East China Sea knows!
The matter got bigger and bigger, so big that she was afraid of death.

The monk hurried to Shen Qinglan, blocking her way, "Listen to what's wrong, I'm missing a piece of meat for you!"

Shen Qinglan raised her foot and kicked the monk in the stomach, "Don't listen!"

"I just said it! Under the nine-story demon tower is the demon Xiu Anping!"

Moxiu Anping?

Anping!

Is it the demon cultivator Anping that everyone in the Tianyuan Continent knows? !
"Didn't Anping ascend a long time ago?" Shen Qinglan paused.

The monk let out a breath, and it felt so good to say it.Almost suffocate him!

"No, he didn't ascend. He was sealed by several Mahayana immortals from the Tianyuan Continent during the Great Consummation of the Mahayana period."

"How many bosses can't kill him?" I heard that the demon cultivator was so strong that he had no friends back then, so it was true!
The monk sighed, "So, nothing can happen to the nine-story demon tower. Once Anping comes out, the entire Tianyuan Continent will fall into darkness again."

Demon immortals also have longevity. After tens of thousands of years, Anping's lifespan was exhausted, and it was just now that the Tianyuan Continent's major troubles were eliminated.

Thousands of years ago, Moxiu Anping almost destroyed the entire Tianyuan Continent. Even the mortal world was crying. The mortals who were invaded by the demonic energy became puppets. Whether it is the world of immortality or the world of cultivating immortals, blood flows into rivers and corpses pile up into mountains.

After the monk finished speaking, he sat back and continued to deal with the seafood, "I also know your temperament, you don't want to be restrained at will, and you want to eat, drink, have fun, and be free, so you will cultivate yourself."

Shen Qinglan also sat back, "Monk Wukong still understands me."

The monk was a little anxious, "But you are really, really."

Shen Qinglan took over the conversation, "Hey! Don't flatter me, I don't like this."

She knew what the monk was going to say, and she was so good at what she was going to say.

Sure enough, the monk laughed. Fellow Daoist Qinglan really understood him. He really wanted to say that Shen Qinglan was too good, and wanted to find talents for his master.

Shen Qinglan refined and put away the abalone meat, "Why are you so sure that you can go to the top of the tower? Those who can go in are all the best in the foundation-building period of the East China Sea."

Can you really go to the top of the tower with the strength of a monk?
The monk was slightly dissatisfied, "Could it be that the young monk is not the best?"

Now Shen Qinglan was forced to know the reason of the matter, an inexplicable secret that would cost her life.

An extreme anti-(XX) social magic cultivator like Anping has quite a few followers, and no one can predict the consequences if those dark forces find out.

"Okay, I'll pretend I haven't heard of these things, and I don't plan to go to the Demon Slaying Conference. I feel that the East China Sea is quite dangerous. My life is the most important thing. I'm going back to the Sword Gate."

The monk sighed, "There is one more thing that you may be very interested in that I haven't told you."

Shen Qinglan was already scared, she didn't want to hear it, "Nothing is more important than a little life."

The monk is still the same monk, and he has something to say, "For 50 years of ownership of an island, the entire island is owned by one person, including the output of the waters near the island."

Shen Qinglan: ...

If there is an island that belongs to him, wouldn't he lie on the island and eat live seafood? !
"Is there such a good thing? A foundation-building period has the guts to monopolize a small island? What if many people go to the top of the tower?"

"Is it far from Jindan to be able to reach the top of the tower? Besides, the island doesn't have to go right away. The reward for this Dokdo is valid for a hundred years. The East China Sea has been losing for hundreds of years. Let alone a few people, it's been a long time." The monks can go to the top."

Shen Qinglan grabbed the monk's collar with both hands, "Why do I feel like you, a dog monk, are lying to me?"

The monk didn't struggle, "Hey, monks don't lie."

He really doesn't tell lies, although he is a ghostly person, he really doesn't tell lies.

Shen Qinglan was really attracted by the 50-year ownership of the island. That was her dream life. An island belonged to her, so she could do whatever she wanted!
There are still some things that are as important as life, such as dreams!
A person without dreams is worse than a salted fish!
"Then I'll go and have a look."

The monk smiled triumphantly, "I knew you would be moved when you found out. But you are so confident that you can go to the top?"

The two of them got along these days, eating and surfing together all day, and the monk would forget to call himself a little monk from time to time, and he also forgot to call Shen Qinglan a benefactor, and he was used to you and me.

Shen Qinglan let go of the monk's collar, "If I can't do it, don't you still have you? You came to the top of the tower with the order of your teacher. I will live on your island for a few years, is it possible?"

"It's doable!" This relationship is good, and he can spend decades by Shen Qinglan's side, what is he not happy about.

Shen Qinglan nodded in satisfaction, she had double insurance with the monk, so there was really no chance of that.
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Now that they had decided to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference, Shen Qinglan and the two of them went to the auction three days later with the extra wooden plaque from the Promise Gate.

There was a lot of voices outside the auction house, and there were quite a few monks from the Outer Domain among the crowd.

Everyone is interested in the unique materials in the East China Sea.

"Wow."

A pleasant and familiar voice came over, Shen Qinglan heard the sound and looked for it, and saw that huge and beautiful figure.

The white dolphin named Bai Qi was coming from afar with Shang Jinxing on his back.

So lovely!
Shen Xuezha was amazed again.

She patted the little wolf in the bag, "Look at you, you can fly and swim, you're white and you look good!"

"Aww, aww, aww." The little wolf refused.

Take a look at Shang Jinxing, and then look at you, mutant Lei Lingen, taught by a Mahayana monk, the future owner of Mochiyue Island, do you have an island?

Shen Qinglan stretched her hand into the cloth bag without changing her expression, grabbed the little wolf's ear and pulled it hard.

She was angry not because the little wolf talked back, but because what the little wolf said was the truth!

Although she doesn't like Shang Jinxing, but this person's soul pet is really beautiful!

She couldn't help it, so she took a few more glances. She was really a cute little guy so white and glowing. His eyes were pure and flawless, as clean as a baby's.

So lovely!
Shang Jinhang also found her and the monk, nodded to the two, and landed in an open space on the top floor of the auction house, then put away the white bag, turned and entered the house.