Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 32 Trading Plan
Outside Dao Wu King's Valley, faced with the condition of leaving the prodigal son behind, King Ashura directly opposed it without hesitation.

"Master, you see! How could people agree to your proposal?"

"Go away!" Piao Ji prodigal son slapped the little smoker into Dao Martial King Gu Xuanbing, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, there is no other way, the master can only increase the size!"

The prodigal son looked confident that he was bound to win, which made King Ashura, who had just escaped from trouble and had not recovered his body, be cautious.

"Overweight? What do you mean?"

"My lord's request is only Gu Jianzun Shi, since your kindness can't make you compromise. Then let's trade it! Do you think a dragon head of the evil god of Baqi is worth Gu Jianzun?"

As the closed disciple of Taoist Emperor Sheng Wuji, in Shou Wanjie's heart, Gu Jianzunshi's position is extremely important, even Baqi evil god can't compare.

But as King Asura, the prodigal son offered him an offer that he couldn't refuse.

"Which dragon head?"

Seeing this question from Shou Wan Jie, the prodigal son smiled knowingly.

The prodigal son smiled playfully, and said: "Now there are only three dragon heads left, and the Confucian sect is guarded by the Emperor Confucian Supreme. As the personal successor of the Taoist Emperor, you know the strength of the Emperor Confucianism!
And the other dragon head is in the West Huang Buddhist Realm, and it is also handed down by the four great Daoist creators, and its strength is unfathomable!Which dragon head do you think the master is talking about? "

Having said all that, the two of them already understood that the whereabouts of the last dragon head had been a mystery, and now the prodigal son wanted to exchange this dragon head.

After thinking about it for ten thousand calamities, he had to compromise!
"Okay, I agree!" Looking into the eyes of the prodigal son, Shou Wanjie asked, "When will the exchange be made!"

"Three days later, in the Valley of the Wind!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

His body has not yet recovered, the answer has already been given, Shou Wanjie turned around and left, leaving the prodigal son alone looking at the mountains of arctic ice, thinking about the case.

After a long time, the little smoker who was slapped into the ice by the prodigal son floated out slowly!

"Grandpa, you are too embarrassing!"

"Where did all this nonsense come from, tell me! How is Daojian?"

The little smoker looked at the prodigal son with grievances, tears kept rolling in his eyes, but when he saw the prodigal son's eyes gradually turning cold, he quickly stopped his tears.

"Master, Dao Jian Jian Fei Dao has no breath of life, and seems to have fallen into a deep sleep. Moreover, it is surrounded by profound ice and cannot be approached!"

"Well, in that case! Let's go!"

"Ah...!" The little smoker looked at the back who turned and left without hesitation, and followed in surprise.

"Grandpa, don't you want to save people?"

"How can I save it? The Dao sword has been frozen, and there is nothing I can do! Let's go to Defeng Ancient Road to give gifts first!"

"Oh……!"

Clear dew to wash away the dust, pine sound to purify the heart, the solemn hall is majestic, and the mountains and rivers of Haozhen stand.

In the past, Confucianism ruled the destiny and Fang Yuheng jointly created the ancient way of virtue. The empress Lin Tianxing established the Haozheng Five Ways in order to unify the Confucianism. The door established a line of Confucianism, sages and Mingde.

The Defeng Gudao is the central headquarters of the Confucian sage Mingde lineage, and behind it are the five lords of the Haozheng Five Dao, all of whom are the highest practitioners of Confucianism.

The person in charge of the Defeng Ancient Road at this time is Yuli Jing.

In Cuixin Hall, all the people of Defeng Gudao, led by Yu Lijing, dressed in formal attire and waited quietly for the visitors.

"I haven't cultivated good fruits in my life, I only love to kill and set fire. The prodigal son turned around accidentally, so he had to become a devil immediately."

In the chic poetry, He saw the prodigal son walking slowly with a wooden box in his hand.

"The devil is here in person, and the Jade Lijing represents Confucianism, waiting for a long time!"

Looking at the people present, the prodigal son had to sigh that there are many talented people with virtues and ancient ways.

Although there are not many people in the hall, everyone has clear eyes, and it is not difficult to see that although many of them have young faces.

But if given time, all of them will surely become the strongest of the Confucian side.

"Master Jade, you are being polite! Confucian talents come forth in large numbers. Thinking about my master's secluded world, everyone made a mistake, and ended up in a mess of withered talents. As a devil king, my master is really heartbroken!"

As he spoke, he shook his head as if sighing, feeling extremely sorry for the mistakes Youjie made in the past.

"The devil is too polite!"

To be able to be the head of the Confucian school is naturally not a fool, and the most basic requirement is to be slick and smooth.

And Yu Lijing is the most outstanding disciple of the new generation, otherwise he would not be the son of a ghost, but would be guaranteed to be the master of Confucianism by the people of Haozheng Wudao.

"You are welcome, you are welcome, I really don't know! This time, the Confucian School is here to give gifts!"

After speaking, he handed the wooden box in his hand to Yulijing through the air.

With a puzzled look in his eyes, Lou Qianying hurried forward to take the wooden box.

"Thank you, Monarch!"

"Aren't you going to open it and have a look?" Looking at a pair of jade scriptures that asked people to put away the gift, the prodigal son said with a wicked smile.

Yu Lijing's heart trembled, and he looked at the prodigal son for a while, thinking about the things that the prodigal son had done since he was born, as if he had changed his past, and then replied: "So, it is rude to leave the scriptures!"

Slowly opening the wooden box, a head came into view, but it was the familiar and entangled person: the ghost chess master Fu Zixi.

"Ghost Chess Master!" With an exclamation, Yu Lijing's expression changed drastically.

Lou Qianying on the side quickly grabbed Yu Lijing.

"Master..."

In the worried eyes, I saw that Yu Lijing became calm again after only a few breaths, just like the calm and calm master in the past.

For Yu Lijing's reaction, the prodigal son saw it and nodded appreciatively.

Immediately, the sound transmission entered the secret, and slowly said: "The matter between me and Fu Zixi is over, you are a child of Huanling, although I don't like it, this is a matter of our previous generation and has nothing to do with you.

Send back the head of the ghost chess master, you can bury it generously! "

"you……?"

Yuli knew her own life experience well, but she was very surprised by the big belly of the prodigal son.

"how so?"

Logically speaking, Huanling is the wife and concubine of the devil, even if both the ghost chess master and his wife are dead, but the devil can let go of this karma, it is really impossible to estimate what the devil is thinking!

"You are very good. I really want to destroy the ghost chess master. But external disasters are ahead. As a member of the miserable demon clan, I can tell right from wrong!
You and Infinity are still young, I hope you can work hard in the future to realize the coexistence of humans and demons, and the Youjie and the human race will no longer be hostile! "

Yu Lijing admired the pattern of the demon king, although he still had many doubts in his heart.

However, regardless of the heart of a gentleman, what the devil has done since he was born can be evaluated as a pillar of righteousness.

"Thank you Mojun for taking care of the overall situation!" Yuli bowed her hands in a heartfelt convincing gesture.

After waving his hands, the prodigal son said: "Don't talk nonsense! Three days later, I will exchange the dragon head in the Valley of the Wind with the eight tribes! How to do it, you can think about it yourself! The news is here! Let's go now !"

His figure gradually faded, and when Yu Lijing was about to keep him, he realized that the prodigal son had already disappeared!

"Nausicaa of the Wind? Dragon head? Does the Demon Lord know the whereabouts of the last dragon head?"

Yu Lijing thought for a while, then turned around and walked towards the ancient road of Defeng.

(End of this chapter)