Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 4 Make the Yinyue Dynasty Great Again Part [-]
A year later, in the phantom pool.

Two men with exactly the same appearance sat cross-legged facing each other.

Suddenly, a piece of skin fell from the cheek of one of the men, but there was no trace of blood. As the piece turned into dust in the air, an empty black hole appeared on his face horribly.

Immediately afterwards, the man's face continued to fall into pieces, so that the back was out of control, and the whole body began to shatter. In a blink of an eye, the man turned into flying ash and disappeared without a trace.

I don't know how long it took, two dark and deep eyes flashed, and a long sigh sounded in the magic wave pool:
"After all, I practiced myself again."

Yang Jiao sat silently and worked the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Scripture in his body.

Sure enough, with the natural geographical location, his own experience and the accumulated grievances of the seventh generation in his real body, as well as the cultivation skills he had just absorbed from the body of the demon, today the Demon Saint Armor Manual finally reached the eighth level.

As for the Heaven Slashing and Sword Drawing Technique, after a year of continuous adjustment and adaptation with his own seventh-generation demon body, he also returned to the seventh level.

Afterwards, all it takes is a life-and-death grind or struggle, and the eighth hurdle will definitely be broken through.

Seeing that Yi had achieved the purpose of his arrival, Yang Jiao no longer hesitated, got up, removed the barrier he had set up before, and quietly returned to the secret room where he had previously retreated.

"Boom boom boom!"

After a few breaths, the door of the secret room was opened by Yang Jiao, and then he made a breakthrough in magic skills, and his aura burst forth unscrupulously.

Seeing this, the guards not far from the secret room hurried forward to meet and congratulated:

"Congratulations to the Holy Monarch for his great magic power."

"Excuse me." Yang Jiao ordered indifferently:

"Go and pass on the oracle of the sage, the summoning mirror has no chance, the four sages of the Demon Palace and all the monsters in the Yinyue Demon Palace wait in the open-air hall."

"Yes."

The open-air hall is vast and boundless, a hall without any shelter, there is only a deep and heavy magic power that frightens countless demons.

This is caused by the unintentional infestation of the sages of the past dynasties with their own magic skills day after day, year after year.

In less than a quarter of an hour, countless monsters in the Yinmoon Demon Palace flocked to the open-air hall.

All of a sudden, the hall was very lively and the atmosphere was extremely hot. The guards who went to deliver the order had informed them of the news that Yang Jiao had left the customs and that his magic skills had improved.

The sage king of the Yinyue Dynasty and thousands of monsters are one body, one prospers and all prospers, one loses and all loses.

Now that the cultivation of the sages has advanced further, doesn't it mean that they are one step closer to destroying Xuanxin's authentic sect and conquering the world.

In an instant, a monstrous demonic energy that was both familiar and unfamiliar to countless monsters approached, making all kinds of monsters in the hall instantly silent, and they all stood in their respective positions very consciously.

I saw the topmost position of the main hall, separated from the open ground by three levels of rooftops.

The highest is the seat of the Holy King, and standing on the second-level roof is a middle-aged refined scholar in a white shirt and long robe.

It was the teacher who taught Yang Jiao the way of the king and various magic swordsmanship since he was a child.

Because of the early death of the Four Sages of the Demon Palace in the previous generation, they are also the teachers of the Four Sages of the Demon Palace today.

Below are the four sages of the Demon Palace who have devoted themselves to their duties this year.

At this moment, on the high triple roof, in the throne room.

A young man with a black cloak on the outside, a white leather vest on the inside, and curvy long hair shawl looked indifferently at the audience with the posture of a big horse golden knife.

"See Holy King."

Thousands of monsters all respectfully salute and see you.

"All ministers are exempt from courtesy."

All the monsters got up and waited for orders.

Yang Jiao looked at the seemingly endless monsters in the audience with satisfaction. He was worthy of being the most elite existence in the Yinyue Dynasty.

He looked at His Highness' demons in silence for a long time, just when all the demons were suspicious.

Yang Jiao's deep and magnetic voice came:

"I once heard such an anecdote that a tree is beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy it."

"Speaking of wandering around in the world, the most taboo thing is to be too outstanding. If you are too bad, someone will come to kill you, and if you are too cowardly, someone will step on you."

"But if you are too good or too strong, some people will worry about you, they will suppress you, and alienate you. Only when you are similar to them, will they accept you with peace of mind."

Following Yang Jiao's follow-through, all the monsters had a strange feeling of sympathy emerging in their hearts.

This is not talking about the rivers and lakes in the world, it is clearly talking about the demons in the magic way.

Yes, isn't it that we monsters are too outstanding and different, so we are rejected and alienated by mortals, and even suppressed and killed by so-called righteous people.

"So in the rivers and lakes, those who live the happiest are those who know how to pretend to be the same as others."

"I don't know if you agree with it." Yang Jiao asked calmly.

"What's the most carefree thing? It's just a person who lives and lives covetously and fears death." A crisp and cold voice sounded, and Shura said.

The evil dragon nodded when he heard the words:

"That's right, ministers and others were born between heaven and earth, how can they shrink back and do the things of villains, and they can only die if they are left or right. If you do things happily, you will not live in vain."

The other two sages and the monsters below expressed their agreement.

At this moment, Jing Wuyuan felt a little strange in his heart. His dream of realizing the coexistence of humans and demons, which had been hidden in the depths of his heart, could have a slight chance of success by adopting such a method.

However, judging from the words and deeds of all the monsters on the scene, it is simply a fantasy to want them to do so.

Unless unless there is a strong and invincible existence to subdue them.

Thinking of this, Jing couldn't help looking at Yang Jiao on the high platform with piercing eyes.

Hearing what the monsters said, Yang Jiao neither agreed nor opposed, but said in a slow voice with no expression on his face:
"Eighteen years ago, during the Great War between Good and Evil, the sage kings of the Six Paths were killed by Xuanxin Zhengzong in order to recapture the grievances of the seventh generation and make my Yinyue Dynasty great. And because of the Xuanxin Zhengzong's holy maiden of the Three Realms, she can understand the world's devil energy with one thought."

"Our Yinyue Dynasty has completely closed the Xuanyin demon door leading to the human world, and has been out of the human world for 18 years."

"What is it for? Naturally, it is to enter the human world, destroy Xuanxin Zhengzong, and unify the Three Realms."

"From now on, let us be like human beings, live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and also have our own family. In the dusk of cold nights, we can hold our children, tell stories, and gossip. .”

When Yang Jiao said this, his tone turned cold instantly:
"But it's a pity that the righteous way of killing demons and demons, the disgust and fear of mortals, makes there no place for us in the world."

"Otherwise, we don't need to live in this cave world created with great mana."

When Yang Jiao said this, all the monsters present showed embarrassment, with hatred and resentment in their eyes, of course, more anger and aggrieved,
Yang Jiao on the throne suddenly stood up, looked around, and said impassionedly:

"So, we, as aliens, have no right to choose."

"Or, die with your family!"

"Or, the Demon Lord of the Three Realms!"

When all the monsters heard the words, their blood surged, yes, this is the happy life of their monsters.

Now the extremely domineering Yang Jiao on the throne has directly turned into the most anticipated and satisfied emperor of the Demon Palace in their hearts.

The four sages of the Demon Palace couldn't help but echoed loudly and shouted:

"The Devil Lord of the Three Realms!"

Then all the monsters in the hall shouted loudly:
"The Devil Lord of the Three Realms!"

Yang Jiao swung his hand back, and the hall immediately fell silent.

"From now on, my sage will be of one mind with all of you, and the day when the Heavenly Demon Chong Qisha descends in two years' time will be the time when my Yinyue Dynasty will be great again."

Yang Jiao said solemnly to the audience:

"Make the Yinyue Dynasty great again."

It has to be said that Yang Jiao at this moment has a strange magical power that makes all the monsters intoxicated.

It is extremely believed that the man on the throne who they regard as a sage has absolute strength and can realize what he promised today.

Even Jing Wuyuan couldn't help being deeply infected, shaking the ideal in his heart like a loft in the sky, looking at Yang Jiao above, sighing in relief:
"grown up."

The corner of the mouth outlined a radian that I didn't even notice, and then, along with all the monsters, shouted:
"Make the Yinyue Dynasty great again!"

(End of this chapter)