Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 471: Ying Si's guess, Yue Qingping's way, Po Xun, Yuan Jun reappears, Xiaolang, where have you gone?

Falling, falling.

Endless darkness.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the Dongji Demon Lord felt his feet on solid ground. He looked around and found that he had arrived in front of a huge gilded portal.

A ferocious black dragon is soaring above the portal.

“Is this… this the dragon tomb that has been passed down by our Demon Dragon Clan and only known to the clan leader? The real dragon tomb!”

Looking at the surrounding scenery, the Demon Lord of Dongji couldn't help but look excited for a moment.

The ethnic group has been gathering together for countless years just for this day.

This is not the dragon tomb under their white tower. The cemetery there is just a virtual tomb, only for the tribe to pay homage and worship. The big tomb here is the real tomb.

They, the Demon Dragon Clan, have been living and gathering for tens of thousands of years, and generation after generation of Demon Dragon Clan masters have come here to sit and pass away in the dragon tomb. Isn't it for the sake of allowing some of their descendants to reach the fourth level of breaking the limit, and then ascend to the throne in one fell swoop, reaching the fifth level of breaking the limit in theory?

Finally, the day that Dongji had been waiting for finally came.

The sacrifices of countless ancestors made Dongji the lucky one.

"Thank you for the blessing of our ancestors! I will definitely restore the glory of the Demon Dragon Clan, make our Demon Realm the leader of the five realms again, and let our Demon Dragon Clan completely dominate the Demon Realm!"

"All tribes must prostrate themselves at the feet of our demon dragon tribe!"

After bowing solemnly towards the gilded gate, the Dongji Demon Lord strode forward with a determined gaze and pushed open the gilded gate in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, there is a void of space.

It seemed as if there was no gravity here, and all objects were floating in the air, whether it was a dragon corpse... or rubble. From time to time, strange bands of light swept by, cutting the stones blocking the way into smaller pieces.

Looking at these strange light bands, the Demon Lord of Dongji understood that perhaps after a period of time, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, if a later member of the Demon Dragon clan opened the dragon tomb here, perhaps what was floating in the air here would not be gravel, but fine sand.

"Ancestor~"

The Dongji Demon Lord lowered his eyes, feeling the familiarity and intimacy coming from the strange light band in the air. He hesitated for a moment, and finally let out a sigh, took a step forward, and released his true form of the Demon Dragon clan.

Its step seemed to turn on a switch, and in an instant a band of light slightly closer to it lingered on the body of the Dongji Demon Lord as if attracted by a magnet.

The pure power of the same origin slowly seeped into the body of Dongji Demon Lord. At this moment, Dongji Demon Lord was not immersed in the emotion of the slowly increasing cultivation level. At this moment, he actually remembered the words of his deceased father.

"The most outstanding warrior of the Demon Dragon Clan in each generation will be crowned as the Eastern Demon Lord of that generation. Today, my son, you are the new king of my Demon Dragon Clan."

"You will inherit all the pride of the clan, keep moving forward, take back all the lost foundations of your ancestors, and let our Demon Realm return to the top of the five realms - that is, the position it should have been in."

"If you want to accomplish great things, you have to make sacrifices. Sometimes, it's even endless sacrifices. You have to go forward one after another and carry on the past. After I die, you must send everything I have into the Dragon Tomb. That is the greatest secret of my Demon Dragon Clan, and it is also a grand plan that has been implemented for tens of thousands of years."

"Today is Father's day. If your cultivation cannot reach the threshold of the fifth realm tomorrow, you and I will meet again in this dragon tomb."

"Everything... is... the best arrangement~"

Suddenly, a layer of mist covered the eyes of the Dongji Demon Lord. This great hero who had dominated the demon world for many years showed his rare warmth in this dragon tomb.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

And within the airspace covered by the Dragon Tomb formation, the sense of time will be extended to the extreme by the power of the formation. The strong men of the Demon Dragon clan who come here to sit and die will feel ten or a hundred times more pain than a normal death before they die, but their great ancestors of the Demon Dragon clan still came.

They did not choose to return to heaven and earth in this life, but instead trapped themselves in this empty space with their own blood and bones, spirit and soul, and created this blessed land for the dragon clan.

One after another.

Generation after generation.

"Following the will of our ancestors, I, the unworthy descendant, the 32nd generation of the East Demon Lord, will wear the crown and bear its weight."

"I will be the Demon Emperor, sweep across the three Demon Kingdoms, unify the Demon Realm, and then sweep across the Four Realms, spreading the glory of my demon race to the entire Five Realms, and completely taking back the authority that was stolen from my ancestors by the human race."

"Don't worry, ancestor. This day is not far away."

While the Dongji Demon Lord was secretly refining the strange light bands in the void, he solemnly issued his Demon Emperor Declaration to the countless dragon corpses floating in the air.

Looking at the strange band of light lingering above his body, feeling his power slowly growing and his soul becoming increasingly powerful, the Dongji Demon Lord couldn't help but show a deep sadness on his face.

It didn't even know which ancestor this strange band of light in front of it was transformed from, was it its father, or other ancestors, or perhaps both.

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Human environment.

On Qingping Mountain, the wind blew violently, making the nine-dragon robe on Ying Si dance vigorously.

"Master Qingping, you have become even stronger."

Ying Si looked at the peerless female priest in front of him with her beautiful face and extraordinary temperament, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart again.

"It would be nice if Master Qing Ping was mute."

"Ying Si, it's not that I've become stronger, it's that you can't keep up with the pace of my progress and have become lagging." The peerless female priest who was smoking incense on Qingping Mountain raised her head and took a look at the heroic emperor in front of her, and actually grinned and sneered.

As the saying goes, what the superiors like, the subordinates will follow.

Thanks to a certain Qin State Master, when he was teaching the disciples of the Dayi Wumeng to practice martial arts at Zhuilong Mountain, he met a useless disciple and said, "Idiot, an idiot who can be buried in an ancient tomb, how can you be so lame!"

As a result, the Great Qin State Master's bad mouth quickly spread in the human realm along with the spread of the Great Righteousness Martial Alliance disciples. Especially after this group of curious people learned that this was a legendary figure in the human realm, the bad mouth of the Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi became uncontrollable.

At this moment, a trend of "street literature" swept across the lower-level practitioners in Daqin.

According to unreliable information, a master skilled in divination made one last divination when his life was about to end, and the person he predicted was the state teacher of the Great Qin Dynasty, the world-shaking Chunyang Yichengzi.

Finally, he uncovered the secret and revealed why Yi Chengzi, the national master of the Qin Dynasty, rose so quickly, so fiercely.

One of the reasons should be the naming.

Easy to dust, easy to dust.

The common name is Yi, which is half similar to the Taoist book "Book of Changes", and 50% of the luck is innate.

Easy to dust and easy to accomplish.

Using dust to replace success, the word "hiding one's light and biding one's time" is even more wonderful. Success is easy to be envied by heaven, so using dust to replace success is simply indescribable.

Everything is easy to accomplish, no wonder Master Yi’s cultivation is so fast.

His Taoist name Yichengzi is a further strengthening of his original name, which controls the destiny of the world very well.

With these three combinations, the hidden clues are hidden for thousands of miles, which created the legendary life of Master Yi, the national teacher of the Qin Dynasty. Looking at the human world for thousands of years, who can compete with Master Yi in the same hall and compete in the speed of cultivation?
Not to mention Master Yi's amazing talent in martial arts. All martial artists who practiced the martial arts classics produced by Zhuilong Mountain respected him as a god.

No matter what he does, Master Yi is an expert at it all, and he is well-versed in everything. He is so powerful that it is heart-stirring.

There was even news from Fengyun County that when Taoist Master Yi was hiding his talents at Yinlong Temple, no matter if it was a wedding or a white wedding, as long as Taoist Master Yi opened his mouth, he would directly replace other people's teams, and others were completely unable to compete with Taoist Master Yi.

The reason why others can still have this meal is entirely because Taoist Yi is kind-hearted and can't bear to kill them all. This move is in line with the Taoist principle of 'the number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine'. The one that escaped is the glimmer of hope that Taoist Yi left for other colleagues.

Therefore, every move and every word of Master Yi is in accordance with the Way of Heaven.

It is difficult to observe the way of heaven and follow the way of heaven, but observing the actions of Taoist Master Yi and imitating his behavior is very intuitive.

Therefore, before his death, Master Tianji passed down a maxim that whoever is closer to Master Yi, even if he is just mechanically imitating his actions, can gain help from the heavens.

The gossip may not be true, but it is definitely wild!

What's more, it doesn't cost any money.

Whether you believe it or not, many people believe this outrageous statement.

Afterwards, some fanatical Yi scholars sorted out Yi Chen's life story and finally discovered an astonishing fact: everyone who was commented by Master Yi as "how did he become so bad", in the end no one could catch up with Master Yi, until in the end even his back could not be seen.

Someone pointed out that the word "pull" is very abrupt. Perhaps it is a kind of terrible curse that can suppress other people's luck. Just a simple word "pull" can pull other people's luck over. As a result, others will be pulled over.

The masters in the cultivation world naturally scoffed at such remarks, but they were undoubtedly very popular among the middle and lower level cultivators and martial arts practitioners.

It doesn't cost anything anyway, just pull it.

Because the "pulling culture" carries its own mental suggestion, indicating that one has become stronger with the blessing of heaven, while others have been suppressed. This positive psychological suggestion brings a strange magic...
As a result, "La culture" as a subculture in the human world immediately came onto the stage and began to spread like a plague. Even many masters of cultivation began to spread it secretly.

What if it really works?

Ying Si: “.…”

Looking at the peerless female crown in front of him, Ying Si's mouth twitched, and finally he couldn't help but said: "How can Master Qingping believe such nonsense?"

"Since I fought the tiger demon in the demon realm a month ago, I have been very quiet and eager to take action. I have traveled around the world for a while. I heard this statement by chance and thought it was new and interesting for a while."

"Why, as a great leader, you are afraid too, Ying Si?"

Zhenjun Qingping had a playful smile on his face, raised his white hand, and made an impeccable gesture of offering tea.

Regardless of whether it was pulled or not, Ying Si now wanted to sew up the mouth of this peerless nun in front of him with a needle.
He glanced at Yue Qingping, whose aura was as deep as the sea and who was almost indistinguishable from Qingping Mountain. He took a deep breath in his heart and then took the tea and sighed:

"Master Qingping, the demons are very powerful. We have all underestimated the demon realm."

"The four great demon lords are all extremely arrogant and are not easy to deal with. They have now become a threat to our realm. True Lord, please tell me why the Western Demon Lord retreated in a hurry when he had a great advantage?"

"Could it be that the Western Demon Kingdom suddenly had diarrhea?" Yue Qingping held the jade tea bowl and took a sip from the edge of the cup with her red lips. Then she smiled. At this moment, there was no trace of otherworldly air on her face. She didn't look like a spiritual master, but more like an ordinary person.

After staring at Yue Qingping for three seconds, Ying Si's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have figured out something. He let out a long breath and said:

"Ying Si was not very good at seeing before, but now he can see some clues."

"Is the True Lord deliberately trying to be tainted by the worldly atmosphere and break away from the worldly intention in order to seek a new breakthrough?"

"Ying Si, you have a sharp eye and a good eye."

"My Qingping Mountain seems to be floating in the sky, but in fact it is neither connected to the sky nor to the ground."

"I was born into a royal family. I am good-looking and have unparalleled talent. I can learn anything and have everything I want. My happiness is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. I am almost completely cut off from the worldly life down below the mountain."

"On the top of Qingping Mountain, I sat there for nearly a thousand years. I obtained the three swords of heaven, earth and man. Then I found another way and entered the Dao with music. I penetrated the three swords of heaven, earth and man, broke through the fourth realm, and obtained the three swords of sun, moon and stars."

"The three swords of the sun, moon and stars are the result of my many years of accumulation. If I want to make further progress, the way of rhythm is no longer enough to refine the powerful sword intent of the three swords of the sun, moon and stars. Therefore, I once again used my wisdom and found a way to break the impasse."

"In this rolling red dust, with all kinds of qi, who can be more poisonous than the breath of the red dust, more able to melt everything and corrode everything?"

"Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon by the river first shine on people? If the sun, moon and stars hanging high in the sky were to shine alone for eternity without the company of the mortal world, how colorful would they be?"

"I, Yue Qingping, will gather the energy of the mortal world and use it to forge the three swords of the sun, moon and star, and ascend to the highest level!"

"Perhaps, I, Yue Qingping, will be able to become an immortal before your Majesty in this mortal world."

Yue Qingping did not hide anything about her Taoism and revealed it all immediately. She straightened her back, with a great power hidden under her wide black and white Taoist robe. She leaned forward slightly and her words revealed a strong confidence.

"You are extremely talented and ambitious. You have found your own path and are now moving forward even more. I admire you!"

"Unfortunately, things are different now. The path to heaven is already extremely difficult, and the realm of immortality is even more difficult to achieve!" Ying Si sighed.

"As long as I want to go, the road is right under my feet. What's the matter, Ying Si, are you pulling?" Yue Qingping had a peerless beauty. She tilted her head and asked with a smile again.

Under the Nine Dragons robe, Ying Si's hands loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again. Finally, he decided that a good man should not fight with a woman, and returned to the topic:

"True Lord, do you think there was some major change in the Demon Realm that forced the Western Demon Lord to return to the Demon Kingdom?"

"If so, what is this big event?"

"Tell me, is there a possibility that it was Master Yi Dao, the Great Qin State Master who disappeared in the Demonic Realm, who caused a stir in the Demonic Realm..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Ying Si, you are becoming more and more fanciful now."

"Although Yichengzi is extremely talented, he has only been practicing for a short time. How could he possibly cause such a big storm?"

Yue Qingping interrupted immediately and refuted flatly.

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Above the strange star road, there are bizarre lights.

The spatial corridor is like a mother's womb, sometimes contracting, sometimes expanding, illusory and twisted.

A woman wearing a peach blossom mask was running hurriedly in the corridor carrying a crystal coffin on her shoulder, and behind her were countless pursuers. If Yi Chen were here, he would definitely recognize that the pursuers behind her were all the flesh and blood monsters like the Ruins of Nirvana, with extremely similar aura, except that their aura was much stronger.

"The Yuanchen Magic Lamp! The Yuanchen Magic Lamp~"

"Don't let me down!"

"Fuck, little wolf, where have you been? What the hell is this place!"

"Forget it, never mind!"

The woman in the peach blossom mask took out an oil lamp and immediately cast a spell with her fingers. Peach blossoms appeared! The magic lamp in her hand gradually glowed brightly.

(End of this chapter)