Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 114 A Piece of Demonic Cloud [Please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass! 】

The ferry was flying at high altitude, and there were not a few people like Yan Ping who came to the deck to enjoy the scenery.

The stars are shining, standing against the wind, or overlooking the mountains, or overlooking the sky.

If you are lucky, you can also see the magnificent scene of hundreds of shooting stars across the sky.

In the second half of the night, Yan Ping once again caught a wisp of awe-inspiring aura left by the white fox.

After three days like this, a layer of spiritual power barrier rose to cover the entire ferry, and the various restaurants and shops on the ferry also lit up various magic lights, and opened the protective magic circle one after another.

After three days of sailing, the Leiming Mountain ferry has passed through the periphery of Wanmo Mountain and officially entered the core area of ​​Thundering Mountain. According to the sailing speed, it will take about half a month to pass through the core area.

From this day on, the people on the boat frequently heard the howling of monsters in the mountains below.From time to time, there is a powerful demonic aura, the demonic aura sweeps around the ferry, and the consciousness of a powerful demon sweeps across the ferry.

More than half of the consciousness is hostile.

In the end, no demon dared to do anything.

Thunder Mountain is a well-known sect on the mountain in Qingzhou, and the cultivators in the sect practice the Thunder Law, which is known as the top of all laws. Demons are afraid of Thunder Mountain, so they dare not do it.

On the fifth day after entering Wanmo Mountain, Yan Ping saw the black ferry again.

The ferry boat came quickly, Yan Ping's eyes were sharp, and he clearly saw that there were at least [-]% fewer white-clothed sergeants on the ferry. There were originally ten black-clothed sergeants, but Yan Ping only saw two.

Ninety percent of the casualties were lost, and eight black-clothed sergeants also disappeared.

This data is a bit abnormal!

On the black ferry boat, a sergeant in black military uniform flew up and landed on the top-grade shark boat, and rushed to the attic where the ferry steward lived.

Not long after, the ferry rang the bell.

The voice of the ferryman's steward spread to every corner of the ferry through the blessing of the formation.

"Soldier Shenwei came to report that there are demons hunting and killing the monks ahead. Please be careful and try not to stay on the deck."

The black ferry flew into the shark ship, hovering.

next moment.

The protective cover on the ferry was closed and became more solid, and cultivators Lei Fa appeared one by one, guarding various parts of the ferry.

Hunting and killing clan monks is a special program of Wanmo Mountain.

Every once in a while, Demon Mountain would dispatch monsters to raid the human monks on the ferry.

They hated the Confucian monks. If there were only half of the Confucian monks in the Shenwei Army, Wanmo Mountain would have broken through the Shenwei Mansion long ago and entered the territory of Da Zhou.

It's a pity that the Shenwei Army couldn't deal with them, so they could only vent their anger on these ferries who dared to cross the Wanmo Mountain.

The magic cloud is billowing, coming from the sky, judging from the size of the cloud, at least a ten-thousand team is coming.

The Lei Mingshan ferry continued to move forward. This is not the first time they have encountered this situation. Even the Lei Fa cultivators who guarded the ferry all over the ferry looked relaxed. The defensive circles of the major restaurants and shops also remained the same and were not strengthened. .

People living on the ferry just glanced up, and then they should eat, drink, and play, and those who should make children continue to make children.

Leiming Mountain is famous. In the past, the leading demon kings on the Moyun would detour when they encountered the Leiming Mountain Ferry. They did not dare to attack the Leiming Mountain Ferry.

But soon, the people on the ferry found that the magic cloud did not go around immediately, but followed the Leiming Mountain ferry not far or near.

Ferry office.

In a simple and elegant attic, an old man wearing the deacon robe of Thunder Mountain and two friends boiled tea with clear water.

The ferry outside Lei Mingshan is usually managed by the deacon inside the door.Unlike ordinary sects on the mountain who can serve as deacons as soon as they enter the Nascent Soul stage, every deacon in Leiming Mountain is the True Lord of the Nascent Soul in the upper three realms, and the lowest is the True Lord of Thunder in the seventh stage of the Nascent Soul.

The old man in front of him is the True Monarch Lei Fa who is at the peak of the seventh level of Nascent Soul.

Nine out of ten friends of Zhenjun Yuanying are also Zhenjun Yuanying.

A pair of middle-aged Taoist couples sitting opposite the old man, a man and a woman both have the cultivation base of the seventh level of Yuanying.

The two run the largest brothel on the ferry, spend half of the year on the ferry, have frequent contacts, and are both Nascent Soul seventh-floor monks, once they come and go, the three become best friends.

The old man frowned while making tea.

"The magic cloud is a bit weird today. It is actually biting the ferry. Could it be that it wants to attack the ferry?"

As the old man said, he tapped his index finger on the table lightly, and ripples appeared, and the tea table in front of him turned out to be a large communication charm.

Ling Yunche: All Leiming Mountain cultivators should be vigilant, the magic cloud coming this time is a bit weird, so don't take it lightly.

Yes, Master.

order.

Master, don't worry, if these devils dare to attack the ferry, I will guarantee that they will come or go.

……

The talisman light danced, and a series of replies appeared on the talisman paper.

The old man tapped the paper, the communication talisman disappeared, and it returned to the coffee table again.

"Brother Ling, don't worry too much. Which monsters don't know the name of Thunder Mountain. Forgive them for not daring to attack the Thunder Mountain ferry. Just follow. Once you leave the core area of ​​Wanmo Mountain, if this piece of magic cloud dares to Then, we husband and wife don't mind helping my brother erase it."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he flipped his hands and took out a can of tea.

"Brother, make this pot of tea for me. This is a pot of ambergris tea that I bought by chance when I was traveling in the East China Sea. Take it out today for you to taste and see if my brother has been taken advantage of."

Ling Yunche didn't pay much attention to the demon cloud that was gnawing at him in the sky, and the defensive formation of the Thunder Mountain Ferry under his feet was strong enough to withstand more than a hundred attacks from Huashen Moshuai.

To break through the ferry, at least ten demon lords and more than a million demon soldiers are needed.

Ling Yunche stroked his beard and smiled and said: "That's kind, I was lucky enough to taste this authentic ambergris tea once, and I still remember it deeply. I can tell whether your ambergris tea is real or not after tasting it."

The middle-aged man nodded, and handed the tea pot to the beautiful woman who still had a charm.

The beautiful woman shook her hands, clear water appeared out of thin air to wash her hands, the flame swept away, and the water floating in the air instantly evaporated and burned into nothingness.

The beauty is sitting on her knees, showing an astonishing and perfect waist-hip curve, taking tea and making tea with plain hands, flowing movements, white and tender hands, and the beauty's fairy posture. This scene is the most beautiful landscape painting .

Yan Ping frowned as he looked at the magic cloud that was always floating to the side. There was no reason for this magic cloud to cling to the Leiming Mountain ferry, and it must have come with a purpose.

Xiong Fei came over at some point and looked up at the magic cloud in the sky.

"Brother Yan, don't worry, the defensive circle of the Thunder Mountain Ferry under our feet cannot be broken without the Huashen Moshuai, even the Huashen Moshuai has to attack more than a hundred times with all his strength to break the defensive circle.

The magic cloud above our heads is only at the level of a ten-thousand man. If the Thunder Mountain Ferry floats still and lets it attack, even if it takes ten years to attack, it will not be broken. "

"Brother Xiong knows Thunder Mountain so well?"

Xiong Fei smiled and said: "I have a clan brother who is a monk of Thunder Mountain, so I know a thing or two about some things about Thunder Mountain."

Yan Ping said with a smile: "Brother Xiong, this clan brother is probably not an ordinary Thunder Mountain cultivator."

"It's just a true disciple, not worth mentioning."

"Uh, Brother Xiong, that young girl of yours is here again."

"Brother Fei, why do you always run out and let people look for you for a long time."

"Hey, Brother Yan, I'm sorry."

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