Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

The fierce battle between the Black Wind Great Sage and Kun Yu lasted for three days and three nights. If Tang Song had not had to attend the Qiong Gui Banquet and stopped the two men for fear of wasting time, the two would probably have to fight for a year or so before the winner could be determined.

Especially, when Tang Song saw three-colored lights flowing out of Kun Yu's palm several times, he knew that if the fight continued, something bad might happen, so he used his magic power to stop the two men.

Both of them had gradually developed true fire, with halberds and spears intertwined and magic power entangled. Without magic power several times greater, who would dare to get involved?

Tang Song simply drew a talisman in the air, and a ball of yin and yang energy wrapped up the two people and separated them.

"This magical power of yours truly resembles the Tai Chi diagram of that cult leader!"

Tang Song opened his mouth, took the lychee flesh that Ao Zhuer had peeled and fed to him. The dragon girl's white and slender fingers and the crystal clear lychee flesh complemented each other.

The owner of Baoqingfang took out an embroidered round fan with flowers and birds on it from somewhere, stood next to Tang Song, and looked at Ao Zhuer with her beautiful eyes.

This made Ao Zhuer blush. She snorted at Baoqingfangzhu, stuffed the peeled lychee flesh in her hand into Tang Song's mouth, and ran to her sister.

"I saw the true appearance of the Tai Chi diagram in the Netherworld some time ago, and luckily I understood a little bit of the true meaning of Yin and Yang!"

Seeing the person feeding the food running away, Tang Song glared at Bao Qing Fangzhu in anger and said, "Fellow Daoist, what you did is not authentic!"

Baoqingfangzhu sneered: "Master, you think that I have ruined your beautiful woman's good fortune of feeding her, so why not let me feed you instead!"

As he spoke, Master Baoqing took out a bunch of green grapes from somewhere, picked one, peeled it, and was about to feed it to Tang Song's mouth.

"Ah, come on, open your mouth"

“Thump, thump, thump—”

Ao Zhuer, who was lying in Ao Xueer's arms and peeking over here, saw this and cursed her inwardly as a vixen. She gritted her teeth, pulled Ao Xueer and ran straight to Tang Song.

Ao Zhuer held a peeled lychee in her hand and handed it to Tang Song before Bao Qingfangzhu.

Tang Song smiled lightly, opened his mouth and put the litchi flesh in his mouth, chewed it twice, and looked at Ao Xueer.

Ao Xueer blushed with shame. She followed Ao Zhuer's example, peeled a litchi, and tremblingly handed it to Tang Song's lips.

Tang Song opened his mouth and let her put the litchi flesh into his mouth.

After doing all this, Ao Xueer felt as if she had fought a battle with the extraterritorial demon, and her soul was agitated.

Ao Zhuer glared at Bao Qing Fangzhu provocatively.
"Hehehe, fellow Daoist, finally your wish has come true!" Master Baoqing covered half of his face with a round fan, revealing only a pair of curved eyebrows and eyes full of smiles, his eyes full of teasing.

"Okay! It's getting late, let's pack up and get going!" Tang Song saw that Ao Zhu'er was almost flushed, he hugged Ao Zhu'er in his arms, took Ao Xue'er's hand, and turned into a beam of light and returned to the fairyland in Baimo Mountain.

"Hehe, he is indeed not a serious Taoist priest!" Master Baoqing looked at the grapes that disappeared between his fingers at some point, and the warmth that he had just felt on his fingertips, and he also set up Yunguang and followed.

Seeing Tang Song return to Baimo Mountain, Kane and Tianwu Taoist also caught up. Black Wind Great Sage and Kun Yu glared at each other and followed.

Only Shi Feixuan was left there, standing in the void at a loss.

Who am I, where am I, should I recite the Tightening Mantra according to the Bodhisattva's command?
Shi Feixuan saw from afar the cloud light of the Black Wind Great Sage falling into the fairy palace, so she gritted her teeth and followed.

After entering the Immortal Mansion, Tang Song sat on the high platform and explained the matter: "I am going to Guanghan Qingxu Cave Heaven to attend the Qionggui Banquet. The affairs here will be decided by you two, Black Wind Great Sage and Tianwu Taoist."

The Great Sage Black Wind and Taoist Tian Wu both nodded in response.

Without the golden hoop restraining him, the Black Wind Great Sage regained his spirit and said bluntly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am here. Even if a powerful enemy comes, he will never return!"

Shi Feixuan, who was standing in a corner of the hall, silently recited the Tightening Spell several times. Seeing that Black Wind Great Sage had no reaction, she became more and more uneasy.

Taoist Tian Wu hurriedly asked, "Your Excellency, I wonder if we should continue this expansion, or wait until you return from Guanghan Qingxu Cave Heaven?"

Tang Song smiled and said, "You can discuss this matter with the Giant Spirit God and Black Wind. I am grateful to the Emperor of the Northern Ocean for his kindness. If there are any demons who are not kind enough to commit murder and evil and who do not obey the Emperor's discipline, I will eliminate them!"

The Great Sage Black Wind looked back at Shi Feixuan and said, "There are many mounts of the Bodhisattvas of Lingshan here. The spiritual pets have come down to earth to cause trouble. If we encounter such a pet, how should we deal with it?"

The look from the Black Wind Great Sage chilled Shi Feixuan to the bone, and she couldn't help but shiver.

That feeling was just like when she was a child, she walked into the back mountain of Emperor Peak out of play and was spotted by a hungry wolf. If her master had not arrived in time, she would have been eaten by the wolf.

She gripped the hilt of the Sekong Sword tightly, as if only this sword could bring her a vague sense of security.

But how effective this colored and empty sword is, only God knows. She had just watched the fight between the Black Wind Great Sage and the demon.

With that kind of power, she was afraid that she couldn't even withstand a single blow. Shi Feixuan was panicked and looked to Ao Zhuer and her sister for help.

Tang Song pondered for a moment before saying, "The situation is not clear at the moment. I will make plans after I come back from Guanghan Qingxu Cave Heaven."

Heifeng nodded and said no more. Tang Song ordered several boys from Taixu Fairyland to prepare the carriage frame.

Soon, several boys fished out nine black dragons from a pool in Baimo Mountain, put them on the shaft of the carriage, and waited for Tang Song to get on board.

The two dragon girls, Ao Zhuer and Ao Xueer, had been staying in a carriage with Tang Song. Shi Feixuan said something to the two dragon girls and followed them timidly.

The sense of oppression brought to her by the Black Wind Great Sage was so great that she really didn't dare to stay here alone, for fear of being captured by those monsters.

The owner of Baoqingfang laughed and ignored Ao Zhuer's fixed gaze, and squeezed onto the carriage. He lifted his legs and sat next to Tang Song. Fortunately, this Qingyun Chenxiang carriage was quite spacious.

The cloud bed alone is several dozen feet in size and can accommodate so many people.

Kane took over the driver's seat from Luo Daoren. With a crack of the whip, the Qingyun Chenxiang carriage rose into the air, shining brightly, and went away into the sky.

In front of Tang Song, there was a team of chariots, with a canopy on top, flags and banners, and treasure banners. There was a row of men and a row of women, each with 108 people. The chariot was much more imposing than Tang Song's, but it was Kunyu's chariot.

He was attending the banquet on behalf of his father. The Demon King Peng was the Emperor of Beiming who was appointed by the order of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and the royal carriage was ordered by the orthodox emperor.

Wherever it passed, clouds were shrouded in light and colorful clouds rose. The demons who saw the imperial carriage secretly speculated about who was sitting on it.
Seeing the real dragon pulling the cart and spewing out clouds and mist, they knew it must be that powerful figure, and they all lowered their clouds to avoid it.

Along the way, Tang Song seemed to have comprehended the mysteries of heaven and earth. He lowered the curtain and was in deep thought, without making any movement. Everyone knew that he was very accomplished in Taoism, and seeing that he closed his eyes and remained silent, even Ao Zhuer, who was the most active, did not bother him.

Each of them closed their eyes, regulated their breathing, and meditated on the cloud bed. Under the influence of the spiritual charm emanating from Tang Song's body, they felt that one day of breathing and meditation was equivalent to a thousand days of ordinary meditation.

At this moment, Tang Song's mind was not in this world at all. He sat still with his physical body, and among the twelve demon shadows on his forehead, one demon shadow quietly entered the void.

In the Marvel multiverse, the Heaven at this moment is many times more glorious than when it was first built.

There are countless towering pearl palaces, from the outside to the inside, with countless layers, singing and dancing, and the sound of chimes and jade drums.
The divine soldiers and generals were patrolling back and forth outside, each of them looking very majestic, and there was a mystery in their movements.

The demon shadow came to the Heavenly Palace and fell directly into a spacious hall. The whole hall was extremely magnificent. Tens of thousands of immortal officials and clerks were walking through the hall. They were so busy and anxious that they couldn't wait to use their Taoist magic.

In the center of the hall, Ryan sat on a jade chair. In front of him were hundreds of light screens, on which files popped up all the time.

On the long desk in front of him were piles of books and documents. A cloud of light emerged from above Ryan's head, revealing three blue lotus flowers. Three figures in the lotus flowers were also busy at work.

In the green, almost black lotus in the middle, a black dragon hundreds of feet long was hovering, controlling a personal terminal between its claws. The roars and roars of the dragon could be heard from time to time in the hall.

"Are you pigs? You are such a big eater. The budget is 40% over, and you still want me to sign. Go find a solution yourself! If you can't do it, let Connors sell his ass!"

"You are colluding with the demon gods in an attempt to overthrow the Samsara Palace. You are a bunch of clowns. Do you really think that a group of latitude demon gods can overthrow the world? You can't even handle such a small matter. Since you dare to rebel, you will all be killed!
No matter what sequence he is, a group of trained hyenas also want to devour their master and directly shatter their true spirits placed in the Hall of Samsara!

The Samsara Palace has opened a subjugation mission, setting that forbidden magic world as hostile, strangling all extraordinary powers, and anyone who dares to resist will be killed!"

"Tiangong Palace has allocated three weapon forging workshops, 20,000 weapon forging masters, and 300,000 Class A smelting equipment for your use!"

Ryan Zhubi had just signed a "top secret" document when he looked up with a sudden inspiration and saw a furtive figure at the door of the hall looking inside.

The next second, the black dragon incarnation hovering above his head rushed out and entangled Tang Song tightly.

"Mr. Tang, don't even think about running away!" Watalheim, once the kingdom of dark elves, is now the ancestral home of dark creatures.

Watalheim, which was once polluted by the dark elves with ether particles, has now become a completely different scene.

There are now hundreds of millions of dark creatures living on this planet. Perhaps because most of the dark creatures like the night, the nights here are nearly twice as long as the days.
Whenever night falls, the seven artificial moons in the sky cast silver light, illuminating the entire planet like a dream world.

These artificial moons vary in size, but they are very close to the ground. Even in broad daylight, you can clearly see the large and small craters on the moons.

Two of the moons have various mountains, rivers, lakes, trees, flowers and plants.

These artificial moons are more than just lighting tools. Their silver light shines on the dark world, and an extremely rich breath of life and spiritual energy visible to the naked eye quickly spreads across the surface of the planet.

This also makes the fertility and life intensity of the dark race living on this planet increase every moment.

Under the silver moonlight, many small black dots appeared on the surface of the largest of the seven artificial moons hanging high in the sky.

If someone uses a space telescope to observe, they will find that those small black dots are actually spaceships of various shapes.

A streamlined spaceship with a bull's head emblem was docked at the spaceport. The spaceship had just entered the port and had not yet come to a complete stop.

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The hatch could not wait to be opened from the inside, and before the gangway was lowered, nearly a hundred strong and sturdy Minotaur warriors poured out from the spacecraft.

These minotaurs are more than half a body taller than ordinary people. They are all wearing black clothes similar to combat uniforms, and on their chests are blood-horn badges that symbolize the minotaur demigod warriors.

This badge proves that these minotaurs have strength exceeding that of Nascent Soul or even Yuanshen cultivators. Obviously, they are the elite among the minotaurs.

They surrounded an old minotaur who was only about 1.80 meters tall, and only about 2 meters tall including the two erect horns on his head. He was thin and shriveled, and walked down the gangway step by step.

The old minotaur wore a badge on his chest that looked like a castle or palace. It was actually a badge that symbolized a member of the Dark Parliament.

The old minotaur walked off the spaceship surrounded by a group of tribesmen, holding a personal terminal in his hand:
"Listen, old unicorn, the Dark Council is about to be held. I don't care what you do in the Abyss World, get back here!"

A light curtain appeared above the old minotaur's personal terminal. Inside seemed to be a huge arena. A minotaur with a single horn seemed to be dueling with some creature. There were noisy noises and cheers all around.

"Dark Conference, I will not participate in such meaningless things. I will give you the voting rights—"

The one-horned minotaur dodged the attack of a strong two-headed ogre, grabbed the neck of a shoulder-high abyss lion with his backhand, and pressed its head on the obsidian floor tiles at his feet.
The iron-boned Abyss Lion clawed at it for a while, but it couldn't break free from the One-horned Minotaur's restraints until its neck was strangled to pieces.

"Old Unicorn, you must come back. This meeting involves a big matter, which concerns the interests of the entire Minotaur clan!" the old Minotaur shouted.

"Big deal!?" The one-horned minotaur grabbed the big stick that the two-headed ogre threw at him and threw him to the ground with a back throw.

"It's about that reincarnation world. Oh, some younger generations from my tribe have gone there. The abyss fighting competition here is over, and I plan to go and take a look. I heard that there are some powerful people in that world!" A fanatical fighting spirit flashed in the eyes of the one-horned minotaur.

The old minotaur was walking with a group of minotaur warriors on the road leading to the Dark Council Castle. Seeing the badge on his chest, everyone bowed to him wherever he passed, and then quickly walked away to make way.

The old minotaur shook his head and said, "No, this is not just a matter of the Warhammer world, this is a really big deal. I got the news that the Heavenly Court plans to recruit a group of warriors in the Dark World to form several secondary legions. This is an opportunity for the minotaur clan. I need you to come and get a spot for our minotaur clan!"

When the one-horned minotaur heard the old minotaur's words, his mind was shaken, and his expression instantly became serious: "Will the secondary legion be incorporated into the regular organization of the Heavenly Court?"

The old minotaur nodded and said, "Although it is an affiliated legion, it is also a regular organization of the Heavenly Court!"

The Bull-Horned Minotaur punched a charging Fire Demon Lord and sent him flying thousands of feet away: "You are right. This is indeed an opportunity for us Minotaur people! I will go back now!"

A staircase about 100 meters wide was carved out on a cliff by the sea. The tall staircase led all the way to the top of the cliff, and a corner of the eaves was vaguely revealed above.
When the sea breeze blew, a pleasant sound of bells came from the cliff. The sound of the bells was particularly erratic, and strands of it drifted away with the wind. Although the sound of the bells was faint, it could be heard hundreds of miles away.

This was the bell ringing for the Dark Conference to begin. The old Minotaur didn't bother to talk to his old friend and hurried to the headquarters with his men.

The cliffs on both sides of the steps are covered with huge murals, on which are carved the images of Selina, the goddess of the moon, and Tang Song, the great celestial being, as well as various praises, prayers, and blessings!

The old minotaur and his party climbed up the high steps to the top of the cliff, where a standard Taoist palace-style building stood, with flying eaves, ceilings, carved beams and painted buildings, and a bright green wind chime hung under the flying eaves, with a clear Tai Chi pattern carved on it.

The Taoist atmosphere here is very strong. Even the ambergris burning in the incense burner in front of the Taoist palace has been refined using the secret techniques of the alchemists in the Tianyi Palace. It has the effect of clearing the mind, concentrating the spirit, and shocking the inner demons.

The old minotaur asked his tribesmen to wait outside the hall, and he walked into this tall and spacious Taoist palace. The statue enshrined in the center of the palace was the body of the Emperor of Heaven of Tang and Song. Below it were statues of the goddess of death Hela, the emperor of Yedu Chacha, Kane, Ryan, Frank, Lucien, the moon goddess Selena and others.

He came before the statues and kowtowed to them devoutly. After he had finished bowing and burning incense, he walked to the backyard of the Taoist palace under the respectful guidance of several handsome men and beautiful women.

Along the way, you can see countless exquisite patterns and spell symbols carved on the walls of this Taoist palace, and powerful energy waves rippling in the air.

The building was clean and dust-free.

Countless handsome men and beautiful women dressed as servants were walking back and forth in the corridor. When they saw the old minotaur with a badge on his chest, they all bowed respectfully.

"Blood Horn, I didn't expect you to come faster than me!"

The old minotaur turned around and saw a well-dressed middle-aged man walking towards him from afar in the corridor behind him. He was wearing a black tuxedo and a monocle on his left eye, which made him look even more gentle with his elegant face.

However, the old minotaur could feel a powerful dark magic rippling around him, and he could even faintly hear the wailing of countless souls coming from the middle-aged man.

"Old Bat, have you heard the news too?" The old Minotaur frowned and said, "I thought you were in that reincarnation world, refining your own dead river, and you wouldn't come back!"

The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and adjusted his glasses. A flash of blood flashed in the depths of his blue eyes: "My Dead River can accommodate 30 million evil spirits. It has reached its limit. I need more resources to achieve a more perfect evolution!"

The old minotaur glanced at him and said, "Your current strength has already surpassed that of Cain, the founder of your blood clan. Are you still not satisfied?"

The middle-aged man laughed: "Haha, Cain? According to the strength classification of the Heavenly Court, he is just a beginner in the immortal realm. With the help of the Dead River, I should be able to fight him to a draw!

As for what you call satisfaction? Didn't you come here for that spot? A spot on the Immortal Register means more resources, more magical powers, and infinite power!"

The old minotaur was slightly stunned, then said: "The place in the immortal register, no, I am doing this for my tribe, that is the opportunity to become a formal member of the heavenly court!"

The middle-aged man laughed strangely: "Only naturalized immortals and gods are qualified to lead a legion. Our goals are the same!"

A dull cough interrupted the conversation between the two, and a heavy, extremely magnetic voice sounded:
"Old bat, well, do you think people are as hypocritical as you vampires?"

The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, with a faint bloodshot light in his eyes, and looked at a big man with long hair wearing black armor.

The big man had a tough face, huge hands, and exuded an arrogant aura.

The two men looked at each other, and an invisible energy force collided between them. Boom, the entire Taoist palace seemed to tremble.

"Why, you want to do it? You can give it a try!" The big man put his left hand around his right hand and squeezed the joints until they made crackling sounds.

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue a few times and cursed, "Little reptile, your father is still in solitary confinement. If you get beaten to tears by me, no one will help you!"

The big man sneered: "I don't even need my father to beat you. Who gave you the confidence to talk to me like that? The Dead River magic you learned, 30 million evil spirit substitutes, do you believe that I can beat them all!"

The two had obviously had a conflict before, and their words were full of gunpowder.

"You two, this is the headquarters of the Dark Council." Seeing the two men were on the verge of a fight, the old minotaur hurriedly came out to smooth things over. At the same time, he looked at the big man in surprise: "Baal! Your Demon Dragon Clan has never had much interaction with the Dark Council. Why are you here today!"

The son of the old dragon, the Dragon King Baal of the Abyss Dragon Clan, looked towards the palace not far away:

"Of course, Lord Lucien called me here!" The Demon Dragon King laughed crazily: "What I like most are the strong. Only the strong can command our Demon Dragon Clan!"

"You three are all here, why don't you go in? What are you talking about here?"

A puff of black smoke suddenly rose from the ground, and a black cat appeared in front of the three people. It then suddenly jumped into the arms of a man in a black robe.

An old man who looked a bit like an immortal and had strange green eyes gently stroked the black cat and said to the three people:
"The Speaker is here!" He looked at the three of them and added, "Well, he told you to get in right away!"

(End of this chapter)